Lemoncholic - Stripmall Architecture

Is bunker kissers what we are?*

Through cinder blocks

We wander hand in hand

Apocalyptic wonderland

With our best dresses and blue suits

We stroll through stripmalls

With our cash in hand

It’s our atomic motherland

Hide from enemies invisible

From threats and ends that are unthinkable

That never happen and they never will

Are we all Lemoncholic?

Marvel at the pointlessness

Of secrects kept and now reclassified

It probably wasn’t worth the time

Cement romantics in concrete

The fears we held have spilled out nationwide

Across the continent’s divide