Lyrics:

Off in the distance, I can see a huge holographic Ronald McDonald walking between the grain elevators and trees
Oh, if I had the money I'd have 'em make one of those me, then I'd send myself to stalk the landscape and scare everybody
You see, 'cause I got this sort of field behind me. Because... 'cause I've got spikes
Because I go between the zones, even when I'm not supposed to
Because I'm a suspicious person report
And it's time to go shopping