Shoppers dash for parking spaces
Swirving here and there
Seagulls flapping out their wings
And swooping everywhere

There must have been five hundred strong
Out waddling about
Angry drivers, hunking horns
So angrily, they shout

A lot of people came to shop
From near and from afar
But seagulls, in their massive flocks
Way out-numbered the cars

As all you know, there is a lot
Of happenings that occur
Inside a busy shopping lot
Of chaos... I refer

People raging, barking mad
Throwing middle fingers
Mothers calming kids, as Dad
Abuses the car ringer

Shop-carts slamming into doors
Old women swinging canes
People hurling spit galore
Yea, things can get insane

Seagulls sweeping down for food
And snatch a couple of wigs
Dresses rip, and flash the nude
Pot bellies roll, like pigs

Flying elbows swing around
And dogs bark free in trucks
Babies falling to the ground
I'm thinking.. what the f---?

Feathers..birdcrap..falling through
The scintillating scenes
Blissful day, the skies are blue
You'd think it'd be serene

And all this happens right outside
My 'H-D' clear car windows
Eating popcorn, sipping cid'
Clamped to the innuendo