America ain't got no soul no more.
Board up Main Street goodbye general store.
Foreclose bulldoze and send 'em off to war.
We'll trade it gladly for a Super Store.
We're livin' in Wal*World.
We traded in the children's legacies.
Never thought when he was riding bikes and climbing trees.
Or fingerbangin' learning 'bout the birds and bees.
He'd be 45 and mopping floors at Mickey Dees.
He's living in Wal*World.
Let's cut the fucking bullshit ain't no time to pretend.
Going to take this thinking to its logical end.
When your neighbor and your brother and your foe and your friend.
Are all wearing the same uniform as you.
It's crazy and it's true.
A world in white and blue.
It's coming for a town near you if it ain't already there.
Cause we're living in Wal*World.
We're buying in Wal*World.
We're dieing in Wal*World.