เนื้อเพลง Mall of America - Desaparecidos

They say its murder on your folk career
to make a rock record with the disappeared
we’ll let the police helicopters
pull stereos out of the lake
theres not an image that I must defend.
There are no art forms now
just capitalism
so send the national guard to the Mall of America and they can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans
diesel
prada
it looks good
it looks good
it looks good
it looks good
ahh it does

I’m gonna lie down
with a common sound
I’m gonna bury my blues so its never found
I’m gonna learn to pay attention
to the television sets
and if my sadness
needs a catalyst
I’ll just uncover my eyes so much stimulus.
And at the shopping epicenter
I have a agoraphobic fit
so buy a fountain soda
put some sugar on my tongue
I’ll wake up and write some songs
with no soul
with no soul

with no soul