Shopping Mall Of Broken Dreams

I shop a lonely store
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know when they close
But it's Christmas time and I shop alone

I push my empty cart
At the Shopping Mall of Broken Dreams
With no credit card
and hey it’s Christmas time and I shop alone

I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop a...

My wallet’s the only one that walks beside me
My xmas list’s the only thing that's beatin’
Sometimes I wish that I knew how to eBay
'Til then I shop alone

Fa-la, Fa-la, Fa-la, Fa-la, Fa-la, Fa-la, Fa-la

I’m at the checkout line
That divides at 8 items or less
Of course I have nine
I am not express, I shop alone

Shop between the aisles
What's marked up and everything's on sale
Check the clearance piles
To see if it’s your size and I shop alone

I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop a...

Her present’s the only one that still eludes me
My lousy taste’s the only thing that dooms me
Sometimes I wish someone out there would shoot me
'Til then I shop alone

Pa-rum pa-pum pa-rum,pa-pum, pa-rum pa-pum pa-rum pum…

I walk this empty store
At the Shopping Mall of Broken Dreams
Just one present more
Now it’s Christmas Eve I shop alone

I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop alone, I shop a...

The junior high school choir is inside singin’
Salvation Army bell is outside dingin’
Sometimes I wish my head would just stop ringin’
The food court smell has both my nostrils stingin’
I’m runnin’ out of words that rhyme with ingin’
Please fade out now so I can just stop singin’

Parody of Green Day’s Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day & Billie Joe Armstrong

Parody lyrics by Joel Kopischke © 2005

Vocals: Joel Kopischke
Drums: Steve Comeau
Bass: Noel Crowder
Guitar: Ralph Bruner
Backing Vocals: Jack Rodee