The Retail Game

There’s a place in never never land Where shopping centres go Every single night to replace The goods they have on show You’ll never see them travelling 'Cos they go through hyper-space And sometime in the panic Get returned to the wrong place So if you’re in your city centre And the shops don’t seem quite right You can bet your bottom dollar They’ve had a busy night And in the panic and the mayhem What should have gone to Crewe Got sent to Market Wittering Causing a to do The staff doesn’t really care So long as they can vend And people seldom notice Just carry on and spend It doesn’t really matter For in the retail game Every single shopping centre Looks the bloody same