We are The WalMart, Mrs. Dole. We don't approve of birth control. You came here for condoms and that's what they are for So we won't let you buy them anymore. We are The WalMart, Mrs. Keyes. Who cares if they prevent disease? That's not what we believe most sinners use them for So we won't let you buy them anymore. We are The WalMart, Mrs. Sills. To hell with morning-after pills. What you did last night is something we deplore So we won't let you buy them anymore. Do what We WalMarts command - Religion not the state now controls the land. We are The WalMart, Mrs. Greene. We determine what to call "obscene." Bush won't appeal what goes on inside our store. You have lost to our religious war. * The New York Times - 4/4/05 Editorial - "Moralists at the Pharmacy"
Music & Original Lyric by Irving Berlin To 'Policies - Greed' |