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Big Box Store
© Patrick Johnson
August 2005
Wal-mart moved into town
We all went down
Loaded up the carts
Until it all fell apart
There's a greeter at the door
When you come back for more
Like a bottomless pit
Where you can buy all your shit
You can buy all your crap in a Big Box Store
It's so cheap it doesn't matter what you're buying it for
Work all you life asking yourself what for?
Just to hoard all the junk from the warehouse floor
Mom & Pop are leaving
The townsfolk should be grieving
They're to busy buying junk
To fill up their trunks
Now my town's just like your town
Cause we all went down
Loaded up the carts
Until it all fell apart
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PJ - Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Chris DeZordo - Organ, Rhodes, Harmony Vocal
Dan Legault - Drums