Mall Of America

Artists : Desaparecidos : Mall Of America

They say its murder on your folk career to make a rock record with the disappeared we値l let the police helicopters pull stereos out of the lake there is not an image that I must defend. There are no art forms now just capitalism so send the national guard to the mall of america and they can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans diesel prada it looks good it looks good yeah it does I知 gonna lie down with a common sound I知 gonna bury my blues so its never found I知 gonna learn to pay attention to the television sets and if my sadness needs a catalyst I値l just uncover my eyes so much stimulus. And at the shopping epicenter I have an agoraphobic fit so buy a fountain soda put some sugar on my tongue I値l wake up and write some songs with no soul with no soul