Afghan Whigs Lost In The Supermarket
Chorus
Im all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality
I wasnt born so much as I fell out
Nobody seemed to notice me
We had a hedge back home in the suburbs
Over which I never could see
I heard the people who lived on the ceiling
Scream and fight most hysterically
Hearing that noise was my first ever feeling
Thats how its been all around me
Chorus
Im all tuned in, I see all the programmes
I save coupons from packets of tea
Ive got my giant hit discoteque album
I empty a bottle and I feel a bit free
The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls
Make me noises for company
Long distance callers make long distance calls
And the silence makes me lonely
Chorus
And its not hear
It disappear
Im all lost
