It's Sunday Nite At the Market

there’s a slurpee cup in a mart that don’t quite get filled to the top too, a shoppin’ cart that can’t keep up i caught you there, lazy sunday’s aside i caught you like that, with nothin’ to say out lookin’ for a whole lot of nothin’ lookin’ for a whole lot of lookin’ go ahead, you , there’s a lot to sell on a slow day even if you aren’t in the market you and me we’re goin’ no where that’s no where we ain’t been goin’, fast with all we ain’t got, we ain’t got need everythin’ we been readin’s been a leadin’ to nothin’ left to say and all that’s been a leanin’ to all the needin’ we trapped to be young you better take everythin’ you ought to take your time too today ‘what you meant to say’ opened up that mouth you got before your words started to talk, and before you rebelled to that corner you always seem to narrow don’t forget ‘bout that shimmy there at the bottom of your wheel barrel it’s a sunday wheel needin’ and lookin’ whole lot like a. . . sturdy. . . smart shoppin’ cart