It was just before dawn,
One miserable morning, on a Black Friday
When the cold, camped-out people
Formed into a line
Ready to throw their money away
And the owner gave thanks
The people in ranks,
Dug so deep into their banks, for their cash
And that Black Friday morning, saw a drop in price
All of the shoppers thought it was so nice

A stocked-up Best Buy, unlocked it's doors
When they all grew restless outside
They were, I assume, all acting like loons
Out of bed far too soon
And they rammed the doors down
In a rush of mad trampling, making their way
And the asiles were all filled, with these shoppers
For any good bargain these people would kill

It was crowded as hell
Things flew off of the shelves
When the shoppers broke free
And someone got floored
When the crowd rushed in and went damn near crazy
They were all in a rush
Most of them rude, and all of them hurried
And that's how these Friday sales
Drive us into...frenzies