Tangled up in headphone lead 
Hot rubber bleeds 
Out of your Nikes and onto the shop floor 
Now walk like a claw 
I draw air on napkins 
You dribble down bright lit aisles 
Scratching at your smile 
And run your thumb along the rims of tins 
You use your hands like pins 
I watch, drinking coffee 

What music do you like? 
I like anything that's good 

Filling up your boot 
Your trolley sighs as you make your goodbyes 
You climb into your seat 
And touch the steering wheel 
And I wonder how you feel 
I struggle with complex food 

What music do you like? 
I like anything that's good 

From the carpark you see the sea 
The polythene sea 
From the carpark...