On the west side of our town there‘s a mall that always grows
It feeds on tourists and late night shoppers
And when you least expect it, it will suck your wallet clean but if you‘re one of the unlucky,
It will make sure that you‘re never seen again
It‘s the mall that eats people
Consumers are what it consumes
It‘s the mall that eats people
And it won‘t hesitate to snack on you
It‘s eaten five already, there‘s bound to be more
Be sure to watch more than your budget
When you enter its doors
Window shoppers are its favorite,
Especially when eaten whole
If you escape with your body intact,
Consider yourself a lucky soul for now.