Unoriginal

I'm at the store, I'm looking at the floor

I calibrate the price tags and regulate the spores

It's not fair, but someone's gotta care

Put things in their place while the world keeps burnin'

I'm such a whore for automatic doors

And busted up actors who wash up on the shore

And lie there for families to stare

Singin' down their scales while the world keeps turnin'