Checkout Line

It’s up in the air an escalator away a comma into the phrase another
Ticket to
Pay well i can’t see where this is going again because i’m behind with
Every
Line that i’m in single file in the pile calgon take me away smile on the
Ugly
Face while i wear i waste my time marinade and skip again i’ll be doing
Fine
In the meantime ’til the next time i’m waiting in the checkout line liquid
Crystal display turning a year and a day a special light for the blues on
A
Big holiday well i can’t see where this is going again because i’m dead
Last
With every line that begins register’s on the edge with a one-way
Exchange
Paper or plastic today while i’m checking in at the checkout
Boomarang on the
Dime drop stop just passing by just passing by