The king of araby is coming home   It's bumper touching bumper on the motorway   The sun is in the sky just now   But the road is grey   They drive in winnebagos from the everglades   Pulled over by the troopers in the mirror shades   The caravan is sorry   The driver has a twenty and change      And we're leaving all the road for dead   We're getting tired of the twists and turns   You gotta go when human nature calls   We're driving, we're driving   Through the valley of malls      And God forgive the passengers if we should fail   To find a penny fountain of a half-off sale   I need a merchant   I've just started searching for the holy grail   Fighting for the freedom from a common bond   To be a barracuda in the guppy pond   So little time for so many things to try on      And we're leaving all the road for dead   We're getting tired of the twists and turns   You gotta go when human nature calls   We're driving, we're driving   Through the valley of malls