I was walking down the supermarket aisle
It felt like I'd been there for a while
I like girls who eat carrots
Fortune tellers reading my tarots
It's the milk carton conga
Something's gone a wrong-a
My list is getting long-a
I've gotta have it all
Eva hates cheese
And people touching her knees
Excuse me, please
I've gotta check out and leave
Swinging on a trapeze
Trying not to sneeze
This one's for Eloise
Who wants to save the trees
My name is Lil Squeeze
Lil Fish is in Germany
She'll probably freeze
Who cares about her murmuring?
My name is Brie
I'm a lyrical genius
We all want to be free
It ain't nothing sus-pish-ee-us
My name is Emma
It doesn't really rhyme
But I'm trying my hardest
If you would give me the time
We're Vegan Sacrafice
All pretty nice
If you don't take our advice
Then you'll pay the price
It's the milk carton conga
Something's gone a wrong-a
My list is getting long-a
I've gotta have it all
Exchanging and selling
Trading and yelling
The cycle's never-ending
We keep on our reckless spending
Cause really we all want validation
Whether that's from buying pizza or dalmatians
The industries move really fast
Keeping up with new products is a tiresome task
We never listen to radio broadcasts
Deciding we know better than the weather forecast
But when we check out at long last
We're all still feeling super downcast
Our spending is our mask
To hide from the past
Why has no-one asked
Why it's gone this far?
It's the milk carton conga
Something's gone a wrong-a
My list is getting long-a
I've gotta have it all
It's the milk carton conga
Something's gone a wrong-a
My list is getting long-a
I've gotta have it all