I’m all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
There’s lots of pregnant ladies at the supermarket
They grow it in the farmlands
And they take it to the stores
They put it in the car trunk
And they bring it back home
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
I’m all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
There’s lots of pregnant ladies at the supermarket
They grow it in the farmlands
And they take it to the stores
They put it in the car trunk
And they bring it back home