Lyrics:

it’s up in the air an escalator away a comma into the phrase another
ticket to
pay well i can’t see where this is going again because i’m behind with
every
line that i’m in single file in the pile calgon take me away smile on the
ugly
face while i wear i waste my time marinade and skip again i’ll be doing
fine
in the meantime ’til the next time i’m waiting in the checkout line liquid
crystal display turning a year and a day a special light for the blues on
a
big holiday well i can’t see where this is going again because i’m dead
last
with every line that begins register’s on the edge with a one-way
exchange
paper or plastic today while i’m checking in at the checkout
boomarang on the
dime drop stop just passing by just passing by

Citizen King Checkout Line