Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Marching through the sliding doors Trolley squeaks like old front lines Shopping list is crumpled orders Scrawled in my own shaky handwriting Specials posters Bright as posters Recruiting me to “buy Save Thrive” Ration cards turned plastic points Welcome to aisle five [Chorus] This is my Coles campaign Bananas in the top like contraband Milk bottles lined up like tin can brigades Bread rolls stacked like sandbag chains Doing my duty Week by week Till the checkout light turns green In my quiet Peacetime life I fight for dinner in aisle five [Verse 2] Nonna by the canned tomatoes Tells me “We had less than this” Queueing once for powdered eggs Praying for a citrus fix Now I weigh up brands like briefings “Homebrand? Luxury?” Hard call Peace tastes like fresh strawberries And a full red basket haul [Bridge] Granddad’s photo on my fridge Eyes like storms Sleeves rolled high He’d laugh to see me stress Over which pasta to buy (oh why) He crossed oceans for a crust I cross suburbs for a sale Both of us just chasing trust In a world that sometimes fails [Chorus] This is my Coles campaign Bananas in the top like contraband Milk bottles lined up like tin can brigades Bread rolls stacked like sandbag chains Doing my duty Week by week Till the checkout light turns green In my quiet Peacetime life I fight for dinner in aisle five [Chorus] This is my Coles campaign Trolley like a tank in the discount lane (hey!) Family rations Fruit and faith All accounted All sustained Doing my duty Week by week While the old songs hum in my mind It’s a gentle kind of victory Walking out with bags this time
Tags
Upbeat indie-pop bounce with clean electric guitars, snappy drums, and a walking bass that hints at wartime swing. Verses stay light and narrative, close-mic male vocals; chorus widens with stacked harmonies and tambourine for a singalong feel. Brief half-time bridge for a nostalgic swell, then a bright final chorus with ad-libs and extra backing vocals.
Duration
2:45
Instrumental
No
Created
2/19/2026