Walmart Songtext
von Jesse Welles
Walmart Songtext
I saw a toddler eat a cigarette
On a cart of Keystone beer
I was eyein′ art supplies
Some dude named Tanner called me "queer"
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief
Risin′ waters raises ships
But was buryin' the livin'
Good old Sammie′s dyin′ wish
I saw a woman, stranded, hummin'
To the tune of Delta Dawn
On a dead battery scooter
With just pajamas on
I saw a family of 33
Red-headed, boilin′ over
Pick the clearance aisle apart
Like some buzzards on the shoulder
I don't wanna go to Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
It′s a mirage in a desert of bullshit they created
That's a fact
I also do believe
To the victor goes the prize
But to keep a good man down is just a-somethin′ I despise
I saw a serpent in the produce
Coiled, hissin', talkin' smack
He was talkin′ about prices
Some shit about rollin′ back
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
I saw a 104-year-old woman
Bolted to a register countin' change
Her manager was ten years old
With a smartphone for a brain
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
Don′t go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief
Risin' waters raises ships
But was buryin′ the livin'
Good old Sammie′s dyin' wish
On a cart of Keystone beer
I was eyein′ art supplies
Some dude named Tanner called me "queer"
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
Don't go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief
Risin′ waters raises ships
But was buryin' the livin'
Good old Sammie′s dyin′ wish
I saw a woman, stranded, hummin'
To the tune of Delta Dawn
On a dead battery scooter
With just pajamas on
I saw a family of 33
Red-headed, boilin′ over
Pick the clearance aisle apart
Like some buzzards on the shoulder
I don't wanna go to Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
It′s a mirage in a desert of bullshit they created
That's a fact
I also do believe
To the victor goes the prize
But to keep a good man down is just a-somethin′ I despise
I saw a serpent in the produce
Coiled, hissin', talkin' smack
He was talkin′ about prices
Some shit about rollin′ back
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
I saw a 104-year-old woman
Bolted to a register countin' change
Her manager was ten years old
With a smartphone for a brain
I do not wanna go
To Walmart today
To Walmart today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after that
Don′t go misunderstand me for some pinko commie rat
I hold close the belief
Risin' waters raises ships
But was buryin′ the livin'
Good old Sammie′s dyin' wish
Writer(s): Jesse Allen Wells Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

