Think fat Elvis doing politically concious music...
Swampy Blues, with a dash of old style country and psychedelic rock thrown in for good measure
Music from the swamp.
Story behind the song
Watching Wal-Mart suck the life from town after town can twist a man's thinking...
Lyrics
The US of Wal-Mart
We're living in the US of Wal Mart
There's one in every town
No need for local business
When they come around
Now our downtown's a ghost town
They've got a lot of what they've got
But not much selection
People are losing jobs but they don't make the connection
I lost mine too but that's OK 'cause Dubyah's got my praise
For standing up like a real man to those disgusting Gays
TVs blarin' people staring off into space
Shuffling while they push their carts in a consumptive haze
Seems like everythings's made in China these days
Or indonesia by indentured slaves
Bridge:
Game Boys 'n', rat poision, Stainless steel grilles
Ammo and cheap auto parts, Carter's Liver Pills
Chitterlings and candy, Nabisco, General Mills
All right there in your cart now don't you feel fulfilled?
Duct tape 'n' ice scrapers, makeup and hairspray
Fourty two kinds of chips, all by Frito Lay
We're living in the US of Wal Mart
Trading our freedom for a shopping cart
They've got everything you need
Except for dignity, here in the US, the US of Wal Mart
Copyright 2005 Michael Bloomer
