Precarious (Supermarket Song)

I was hanging out by the freezers

When I saw you sitting there

Getting bollocked by your supervisor

But you didn’t seem to care

And when it came time to check-out

You stood beside my til

I said “retail is the pits”

And then I scanned your anxiety pills

I’m gonna finish what I started

I’m gonna go to the supermarket

Straightening my tie

Plucking up the might

To ask you out on Saturday night

Walking you down the aisle

We took some cheap enjoyment

Lamenting neoliberal

Precarious employment

But this flutter in my chest

Keeps on getting scarier

I’m an unexpected item

In your bagging area

Oh oh, when you gonna, when you gonna

Oh oh, when you gonna get off work?

If there’s something you’re too shy to say

We can go somewhere more private

If you’re scared of what might happen

You won’t know until you try it

I’m a person, you’re a person

Nothing else is really certain

And the evening is still young

Let’s get out of here and have some fun

We fell in love in a supermarket