Lyrics
now when things fall apart
when the world trade center does not hold
grab your heart, come with me
and don't forget your billfold
hey no way it's holy day!
happy happy holy day!
everybody celebrate!
you buy six, i'll buy eight!
shopping gets me out of my cave
the street that i pound is packed like a rave
i see you & you see me
good god it feels good to be normal
the whole phat world's my super mart
everything i need and some i don't
see my socks? they're from buhtan
i love japan, i bought a futon!
shop for winona, shop for your pop
shop for lady liberty because she's still on top
shop while you're waiting for the other shoe to drop
shop, motherfucker, for your right to shop
my dollar a paintbrush, my dime a stilletah
i'm so togethah in my faux pig leathah
my back to the weathah, my pocket fulla cheddah
fuck al qaeda and their fuckin vendetta
just want some, don't want all
get my underwear at the mall
one size up, my butt looks small!
feelin possible in the marble hall
shopping towards bethlehem
vaseline, l.l.bean, oxyclean, go lean
missy, kelly, martha, nelly, j.lo's butt, brittney's belly
pottery barn, company store, j.crew, apple
the georges: bush, bush, clooney, clinton
propers to the artist who made the sketch
propers to the nerds who ran the tests
propers to labor who cranked it out
propers to the drivers who drove the route
propers to the retailers who stocked the floor
propers to the doorman who held the door
bling-bling here's my $28.98
ojala that you all get paid!
shopping towards bethlehem
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