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 s** 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