Grocery Store
Please have your backpack ready to go
'Cause I'm standing in the doorway but not much longer
See me off 'cause I'm going to Ireland's shores
To stand on the rocks while the wind is blowing
Then I'll reach out
And do a nose dive
I'll wait for the sea
To show me it's alive
Take a run, dear son, to the grocery store
And make sure to brush your hair - the wind's torrential
It is prudent to bear yourself as an average man
Or else everyone will think that you've gone mental
Autor(es): People With Bodies
