I want to see you sometime Come find me I'll be home Just between the Costco And the Barnes and Noble Behind the mom and pop grocery Shut down in the nineties Like all the other locals They smashed the dreams of the hopeful I'm getting off track sorry So like I said right in there There was a Frederick Meyers Sold everything from fruit to tires Check in with the doorman And old biker named Slim Say you're here to see me Don't forget to tip him One hand must wash the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings, slash tires Drive go-karts like shriners Just hang out at Fred Meyers Bring a lantern with you It gets dark in places Go up the escalator To the section that was kidswear I'm at the back wall left side Under a sign that says Levi's Top bunk second row If I'm not in right then ask around somebody'll know 'Cause everybody knows me here One hand must was the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings, slash tires Drive go-karts like shriners Just hang out at Fred Meyers We'll go out babe, skateboarding Go looting, food hoarding Do whatever you desire Or we can just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers One hand must wash the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings, slash tires Drive go-karts like shriners Or we can just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers We'll go out babe, drink moonshine Tip rubble on the east side Dig deep holes to China Or we can just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers Why don't we just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers?
Compositor: Glen Richard Phillips (Glen Phillips) ECAD: Obra #4600453