The Ghosts Of Cedar Mall

Hey guys, welcome back again, we've got a special treat
The Weekend Angels Road Show on the case
We drove all the way to Cedarville despite the summer heat
To catch some ghosts before they get away
In the year of nineteen eighty did they open up a mall
Built upon the graves of native dead
Six hundred thousand feet in square was built to welcome all
And some folks never left, or so it's said
Their food court was a marvel that was known throughout the South
With corn dogs half the size of Johnny's arms
And anything you wanted, you could put it in your mouth
With no nutrition labels to alarm
And people came from states around to marvel at the work
Wrought by hand of man in hubric pride
This monolithic monument to man's incessant thirst
To see everything he can while he's alive
But things got tough and times were hard, the world began to change
And one by one these giants came to fall
Now anything you want online can be here in a day
And doom has come at last to Cedar Mall
Now the EMF detector's lit up like a Christmas tree!
The temperature in here is droppin' fast
The air is thick and cracklin' with the sound of EVP
As we listen to the echoes of the past
They tell us that this mall is dead, I think it disagrees
The food court smells just like an open grave
You don't have to convince me now there's more than what we see
And some who came to shop here came to stay
Now Sister Abbey warned us not to breathe in any mold
Then smudged us all with ashes of the sage
There's a heat wave goin' on outside, but I swear it's gettin' cold
As the skylights show the fading light of day
And now this place it comes alive, for lack of better terms
And sounds begin to echo through the halls
The mournful ghosts of better days and lessons never learned
Cause some folks couldn't bear to leave the mall
Now the EMF detector's lit up like a Christmas tree!
The temperature in here is droppin' fast
The air is thick and cracklin' with the sound of EVP
As we listen to the echoes of the past
They tell us that this mall is dead, I think it disagrees
The food court smells just like an open grave
You don't have to convince me now there's more than what we see
And some who came to shop here came to stay
Carlos thinks we've stayed too long, I think I must agree
Our flashlights now they flicker in the dark
But none of us are sure now just exactly how to leave
I hope someone remembers where we parked
But through the darkness shines a glow, a beacon in the night
The marquee of the Cineplex ahead
And written there in letters black against the dingy white
"Welcome to you all, alive or dead"
Now the EMF detector's lit up like a Christmas tree!
The temperature in here is droppin' fast
The air is thick and cracklin' with the sound of EVP
As we listen to the echoes of the past
They tell us that this mall is dead, I think it disagrees
The food court smells just like an open grave
You don't have to convince me now there's more than what we see
And some who came to shop here came to stay