Upscale Mall
Oh Gambling's much fun
Till you have the runs.
That leave you mighty broke
And then you need to run.
So off for more shopping now
Except I wonder how.
With Tiffany, Gucci, Armani and Vuitton
What's left for us to pay the rent???
Oh, Upscale Mall.
I don't remember being so SMALL.
When did I become
one of the "off-the-walls"?
One of the lost peeps
That gives the rich so much of "the creeps"
That that mall makes me
want to run and Hide..
Oh, I'm so po-oo-oorr.
Did I sleep all through
A recession, or is it just me?
that bleeds and bleeds.
Nothing Left.
That's what I see inside.
Tons for the best,
but nothing for us down, the rest.
Oh, upscale mall.
You make my insides hurt.
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