I’m off to the shops Is there anything you want From the shops I left in a rush I forgot what I want From the shops Buildings pass by, passively 436, to Lewisham shopping centre I come here, to forget what I came for She said I’m not driving this bus, I’m dragging it They made a new thing What can it do I’m tired of looking See adverts with my eyes closed The money god’s finger Picks your nose Wherever you go Wherever you go Shops! Shops! Shops! Shops! Shops! Shops! Shops! Shops!