The Valley of Malls

The King of Araby is coming home

It's bumper touching bumper on the motorway

The sun is in the sky just now

But the road is grey

They drive in Winnebagos from the Everglades

Pulled over by the troopers in the mirror shades

The Caravan is sorry

The driver has a twenty and change

And we're leaving all the road for dead

We're getting tired of the twists and turns

You gotta go when human nature calls

We're driving, we're driving

Through the valley of malls

And God forgive the passengers if we should fail

To find a penny fountain of a half-off sale

I need a merchant

I've just started searching for the Holy Grail

Fighting for the freedom from a common bond

To be a barracuda in the guppy pond

So little time for so many things to try on

And we're leaving all the road for dead

We're getting tired of the twists and turns

You gotta go when human nature calls

We're driving, we're driving

Through the valley of malls