Glen Phillips - Fred Meyers lyrics

I want to see you sometime Come find me I'll be home I'm just between the Costco And the Barnes and Noble Behind the mom and pop grocery That shut down in the nineties Like all the other locals They smashed the dreams of the hopeful I'm getting off track, sorry So like I said right in there It was the Frederick Meyers Sold everything from fruit to tires Check in with the doorman An old biker named Slim Just say you're here to see me And don't forget to tip him One hand must wash the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings and slash tires Drive go-carts like Shriners Or just hang out at Fred Meyers Bring a lantern with you It gets dark in places Walk up the escalator To the section that was kidswear I'm at the back wall, left side Under a sign that says Levi's Top bunk second row If I'm not in right then Ask around, somebody'll know 'Cause everybody knows me here One hand must wash the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings and slash tires Drive go-carts like Shriners Or just hang out at Fred Meyers We'll go out babe, skateboarding Go looting for food hoarding Whatever you desire We could just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers One hand must wash the other Each man must be a brother Band up and take cover We'll go dancing, set fires Tag buildings and slash tires Drive go-carts like Shriners Or just hang out at Fred Meyers We'll go out, babe, drink moonshine Or tip rubble on the East Side Dig deep holes to China Or we could just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers Why don't you just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers