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Mall Of America

They say it's murder on your folk career

To make a rock record with the disappeared

We'll let the police helicopters pull stereos out of the lakeThere is not an image that I must defend

There are no art forms now just capitalism

So send the national guard to the mall of AmericaAnd they can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans

Diesel Prada it looks good, it looks good, it looks good

Yeah it doesI'm gonna lie down with a common sound

I'm gonna bury my blues, so it's never found

I'm gonna learn to pay attention to the television setsAnd if my sadness needs a catalyst

I'll just uncover my eyes so much stimulus

And at the shopping epicenter, I have an agoraphobic fitSo buy a fountain soda, put some sugar on my tongue

I'll wake up and write some songs, with no soul

With no soul, with no soul

Songwriters

Conor Oberst;Matt Baum;Landon Hedges;Ian Mcelroy;Denver DalleyPublished by

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