Black Friday Night at the Toy Store

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Lyrics ©2025 Ed Rendum (@edrendum)
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Black Friday night in a big toy store,
People fighting 'cause they all want more,
A mother yells for her lost son,
"I got yer toys, now lets be gone!"

He's dodging angry stomping feet,
It's like the crowd formed a stampede,
Towards a fresh pallet of Labubu dolls,
When from the back a war cry calls:

"Labubu dolls! Save one for me!"
A shout, a push, a busted knee,
The boy is pushed into some shelves,
Covered with cheap plastic elves.

In less than a second his mother is there,
Kicking and pulling that poor woman's hair,
Somebody trips them, they roll on the ground,
Into the pallet, Labubus fly round,

Everyone's screaming, the crowd's going wild,
From under some elves, muffled cries of a child

Merry Christmas shopping time,
They don't mind committing crime,
Battery and some assault,
"Out of my way! It's your own fault!"

Down by the exit the cashiers work hard,
Emily's wrapping, she's playing her part,
She's got the wrapping gig down to an art,
She'll wrap anything, even your new go-kart.

The beeps of the scans form a symphonic grind,
When all of a sudden a card gets declined,
"I'm sure I have money, now what did you do?"
"In the other ten shops my card went clean through!"
"Run it again and again 'till it's done,"
"I'm not getting out another one!"
The line's growing larger and everyone sighs,
From under the elves the child still cries,

Yet no one hears his muffled shout,
The screaming crowd is just too loud,
Cops push around to get to the boy's mommy,
While she is shouting: "Where are you my honey?"

The cops look annoyed as she throws them an elf,
"I'm helping my boy, can't get out by himself!"

Merry Christmas shopping time,
They don't mind committing crime,
Battery and some assault,
"Out of my way! It's your own fault!"

The mom got arrested, her boy got dug out,
The folks with Labubus were looking quite proud,
The cops took the boy back home to his dad,
Without new toys, and feeling quite sad

Merry Christmas shopping time,
They don't mind committing crime,
Battery and some assault,
"Out of my way! It's your own fault!"

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Lyrics ©2025 Ed Rendum (@edrendum) =============================== Black Friday night in a big toy store, People fighting 'cause they all want more, A mother yells for her lost son, "I got yer toys, now lets be gone!" He's dodging angry stomping feet, It's like the crowd formed a stampede, Towards a fresh pallet of Labubu dolls, When from the back a war cry calls: "Labubu dolls! Save one for me!" A shout, a push, a busted knee, The boy is pushed into some shelves, Covered with cheap plastic elves. In less than a second his mother is there, Kicking and pulling that poor woman's hair, Somebody trips them, they roll on the ground, Into the pallet, Labubus fly round, Everyone's screaming, the crowd's going wild, From under some elves, muffled cries of a child Merry Christmas shopping time, They don't mind committing crime, Battery and some assault, "Out of my way! It's your own fault!" Down by the exit the cashiers work hard, Emily's wrapping, she's playing her part, She's got the wrapping gig down to an art, She'll wrap anything, even your new go-kart. The beeps of the scans form a symphonic grind, When all of a sudden a card gets declined, "I'm sure I have money, now what did you do?" "In the other ten shops my card went clean through!" "Run it again and again 'till it's done," "I'm not getting out another one!" The line's growing larger and everyone sighs, From under the elves the child still cries, Yet no one hears his muffled shout, The screaming crowd is just too loud, Cops push around to get to the boy's mommy, While she is shouting: "Where are you my honey?" The cops look annoyed as she throws them an elf, "I'm helping my boy, can't get out by himself!" Merry Christmas shopping time, They don't mind committing crime, Battery and some assault, "Out of my way! It's your own fault!" The mom got arrested, her boy got dug out, The folks with Labubus were looking quite proud, The cops took the boy back home to his dad, Without new toys, and feeling quite sad Merry Christmas shopping time, They don't mind committing crime, Battery and some assault, "Out of my way! It's your own fault!"

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