Temporary Palace

[Verse 1]
Tuesday, 9 PM, under the Kroger's neon glare
You're treating the canned goods aisle like a ballroom affair
Your shopping list is forgotten, your hands are in the air
Weaving through the pyramids of peaches and of pears

[Chorus]
We're building a temporary palace, right here in the light
Just a beat and a bassline to tear down the night
Let the ceiling tiles witness, let the exit signs glow
Got that freezer-burn rhythm, baby, don't let it go

[Verse 2]
My fingers tap the rhythm on the shopping cart's cold chrome
You spin around and laugh, say "C'mon, let's bring it home!"
This flimsy metal framework is a brand new kind of throne
A kingdom made of linoleum we can call our own

[Chorus]
We're building a temporary palace, right here in the light
Just a beat and a bassline to tear down the night
Let the ceiling tiles witness, let the exit signs glow
Got that freezer-burn rhythm, baby, don't let it go

[Bridge]
They build these walls so straight, they draw the lines so clean
A perfect grid for wanting things you've never seen
But we just knock the scaffolding right off the whole damn scene

[Outro]
The glass doors slide open, a gust of November air...