Black Friday
The eyeless window shoppers
Watch them come
and watch them go.
They're buying for tomorrow
Brand new lives
Like brand new clothes.
They seek accepting welcome
A handshake
And a smile
With no returns on Tuesdays
They cheat
And they defile
They trample through the masses
They're simple
They're confused
With rose tint window glasses
They hate
And they abuse
The eyeless window shoppers
Watch them come
And watch them go
and watch them go.
They're buying for tomorrow
Brand new lives
Like brand new clothes.
They seek accepting welcome
A handshake
And a smile
With no returns on Tuesdays
They cheat
And they defile
They trample through the masses
They're simple
They're confused
With rose tint window glasses
They hate
And they abuse
The eyeless window shoppers
Watch them come
And watch them go
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