Lyrics by @smokey_the_cat "Oh, damn. The cheese is green, an' there's no milk again." Entering the store with the shiny floor I hate this chore My personal hell, it never goes well I can already tell At two o'clock, herding her flock Mommy's in shock Her children scream, lettin' off steam Shopping extreme Day's not improving Mind is oozing Feet ain't moving Onward now, don't hesitate Need to get my share before it's too late The only way is through An' flowin' with the queue I try not to stare, picture my armchair And make myself not care Takin' a right, stopped dead by a sight It's a serious fight Sweaty an' red, just up ahead A Daddy's duet Tearing apart a rogue shopping cart Shoutin' for a guard One yells, "That's mine! You crossed the line" I am not fine Oh, yay! The flock joins the fray Blocking my way Backward now, get outta here Aim for aisle nine; gonna need a beer The only way is through An' flowin' with the queue I try not to cry, hum a lullaby And don't ask why Beeline to the golden brew Could get some chips while I'm at it, too Ripped from my dreams and cozy routines Dimension has shifted somewhat, it seems Aisle nine, once my beacon of hope Now just a wasteland, a cruel joke They've mixed it around and moved it again Tell me: Who needs aroma sticks from aisle ten? My quest for ale not yet a fail I follow the trail Grabbin' a six, tossing snacks in the mix I need this fix Milk an' cheese, 'xcuse me, please I start to ease Until I stroll toward my exit goal Nearly lose control Eyelids twitch Fingers itch Shopping's a bitch! Sideways now, scenic route Don't step in the Yoghurt, flock's out and about The only way is through An' flowin' with the queue I try not to stumble, might just crumble Clutching my bundle I came, took aim and made my claim Don't feel the same Exhausting raid through the loony brigade I stayed and paid Made it past grandma's leg in a cast Outside at last Saw the end of the line, freedom's mine And so is the liquor shop It's vodka time
