Supermarket Line

They’re making babies on the
television I can see the bombs drop
in the intermission someone tries to
sell me a new lipgloss while I’m
waiting in the supermarket line

The alcoholic in front of me buys a
salad to go with his bottle of red and
the two beers that he needs early in
the morning before the
supermarket line

I am thinking about my babies need
to hurry home and maybe fix them
something fast to eat and not forget
the neighbours need a hand with
the trashcan in the supermarket line

And the candy wrappers shine like
jewels that you don’t notice anymore
Mama said there ain’t nothing to it
These are the ways my girl

These are the ways of the world
There ain’t nothing you can do about
it girl. Watch it burn, bust and go up
in smoke while the anchorman makes
another joke

The cashier winks at me because
the alcoholic forgot all his change
and as we both call him back he
turns and smiles and says he’s sorry
to the supermarket line

I mimic that’s okay, not in a hurry
anyway while the students behind me
keep on discussing how to best get to
the party after the supermarket line

And the candy wrappers shine like
jewels that you don’t notice anymore
Mama said there ain’t nothing to it
These are the ways my girl

These are the ways of the world
There ain’t nothing you can do about
it girl. Watch it burn, bust and go up
in smoke while the anchorman makes
another joke