I’m off to the shops

Is there anything you want

From the shops

I left in a rush

I forgot what I want

From the shops

Buildings pass by, passively

436, to Lewisham shopping centre

I come here, to forget what I came for

She said I’m not driving this bus,

I’m dragging it

They made a new thing

What can it do

I’m tired of looking

See adverts with my eyes closed

The money god’s finger

Picks your nose

Wherever you go

Wherever you go

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!

Shops!