Shopping
I went shopping today.
I didn't know what it is Iím looking for.
I went shopping today.
I'm finding shopping such a bore.
 
I'll go shopping again.
It seems to be some sort of evil game.
I'll go shopping again.
It really seems the same, the same, the same.
I went to my closet to pray.
I didn't quite know what my purpose was.
I went to my closet to pray.
But I know now what shopping to me does.
I'll go shopping again.
I'm sure that it will cure the pain and strife.
I'll go shopping again.
I know there's something missing in my life.
I went to my closet to pray.
I've found the satisfaction that I need.
I speak to God now every day.
And for His wondrous products I plead.
I went shopping last week.
I bought some things and found some special buys.
I went shopping last week.
But they don't help my fear, I realize.
I'll go to my closet to pray.
The burden of my coveting is gone.
I'll do it now every day.
I know I have the source, the Holy One.
I went shopping last week.
I need some help to stop this buying lust.
I went shopping last week.
My family budget is now nearly bust.
 
I went shopping last month.
The things I bought no longer work so well.
I went shopping last month.
Those things I bought, already I must sell.
I cannot, now, imagine why I thought
That buying products ever could have brought
The satisfaction of a life well-wrought
Or all the wisdom God has to me taught.
I went shopping last year.
The things I owned have turned and mastered me.
I went shopping last year.
How can this state of matters ever be?