To the tune of Oh, Suzannah
[Chinese gong]
Oh, it starts with sweatshop labor in a foreign factory,
And gets back on a vessel and shipped over the sea
It's loaded onto trailers and it's spread across the map,
Big Box-Mart is the place I go to buy all of my crap.
Oh Big Box-Mart, what do you have for me?
I come to the Big Box-Mart
And they sell crap the cheapest with their discounts guaranteed.
When I
With a wallet full of credit cards, I never leave deprived.
Oh Big Box-Mart, thank you for serving me.
But my house is full of crap now and it used to be emp-ty.
The next day at the factory, the news was very grim.
My job was being outsourced to the slums of East Beijing.
Management was streamlining the company org[anization] chart.
We gotta make crap cheap enough to sell to Big Box-Mart!
Oh Big Box-Mart, look what you
We
I still go to Big Box-Mart. Yes, I
These days you
My dreams of our retirement have gone up in a blaze,
and I
Oh Big Box-Mart, what have ya sold to me?
We used to be your customers, now we
Oh Big Box-Mart, my paycheck re-minds me
Your everyday low prices have a price
They aren
(Song ends, he pops out like Porky Pig)
Paper or plastic?