Underneath the glass roof
Among the plastic plants
On a concrete floor
You will find everything
You could ever want
And a whole lot more
Could you show me
to the exit,
cause I'm feeling out of place
I know Big Brother's watching
and I don't think that he likes my face
I don't think that he likes my
face
It's a magical place,
the sun it shines all day
on the lucky few
Throw your money into
the wishing well,
make your dream come true
Well it's all so superficial,
selling things that do not need
It all boils down to money,
and the person with the grainy screen
He only has one life to feed
There's got to be a better place,
bet ter place to do my shoppin'
Could you show me to the exit,
cause I'm feeling out of place
I know Big Brother's watching,
and I don't think that he likes my face
I don't think that he likes my
face
There's got to be a better place
There must be a better place
There's got to be a better place
There must be a better place,
a better place to do my shopping
All are welcome to come,
bring your family in from
the rain outside
The moms and dads go and shop,
while the children play on
the latest ride
Well, it's all so superficial
Selling things I do not need
It all boils down to money
And the person with
the greatest greed
He only has one life to feed
And for his own while the others bleed
You