the days before

waiting in old woodies
reconstituted for the young
speakers blaring pop
shop til you drop
drop

i had to stop
now i’m hanging out by the security cop

unfortunately there’s no protecting us from all of this
maybe somebody will take me by the wrist
shoplift me back into alternate histories
return to the time when this was still woodies

but some of us would never have gotten through the front door
it’s a reminder that things weren’t always so wonderful in the days before

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