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Dollar Store starts out in the open, with a tiny figure in a suit crossing a dry, empty desert. Then the title rolls in, Dollar Store in big gold letters on a clear blue sky. Sameer Gadhia, in his tuxedo, kneels by a blue cooler.
The man in the coat and Sameer Gadhia shake hands under the desert sun. The suited man straightens his bow tie, pleased with himself. A man in a wide hat stands on the dusty ground.
Next comes a bald man in sunglasses and a checked jacket, leaning on an old car in a junkyard. He points both hands straight at the camera. He climbs up onto a pink car while someone sits inside it. Sameer Gadhia stands by the battered pink car. The man in the checked jacket and red tie stares out from behind his sunglasses.
Out in the brush, a man in a hat wanders between the rocks. The suited man carries a shovel through the scrub. Then we reach a yard stacked high with brightly painted boxes. There he meets a long-haired man in a white robe. A case full of money is opened between them. Later he presses his hand against a bright red wall. He shouts close to the lens, eyes wide. Sameer Gadhia, in his bow tie, stands outdoors in the sun.
A man balances on top of a car, backlit by the sun. A man lies in a car trunk, holding a sign. The man in the hat studies a rock in his hands. Sameer Gadhia looks into the camera in front of the colorful boxes. At the end, a pink car hangs tilted beside a rough gray wall. It is a sunny, playful video, from the empty desert to the gold title card.
Official video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4UB4ze6mMYA
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You love to taste it, dirty mind
Your sick and twisted appetite
A man lies on a white slab in the desert as Sameer Gadhia, in a tuxedo, walks past carrying a blue bag.
I'll do yours if you do mine
Everyone folds for the dollar
Sameer Gadhia, in a tuxedo, stands by a man in a cowboy hat beside a blue bag of goods on the desert sand.
You sold your soul
And everyone you know for the dollar
Sameer Gadhia, in a tuxedo, adjusts his bow tie in the desert.
White collar style stick-up
Oh, twisted brother
A bald man in a plaid jacket and sunglasses leans on an old cream-colored car in a junkyard.
Blow kisses
Ripped off distant daughter
A bald man in a plaid jacket and sunglasses grins beside an open car hood.
I collect souls, I collect
I collect souls, I collect (hey)
A bald man in a plaid jacket and glasses.
Oh, retail Jesus
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
Sameer Gadhia, in a tuxedo, and a bald man in a plaid jacket stand among old cars with a blue jerry can.
I've been banging on your door
Open up before I burn this down
Sameer Gadhia, in a tuxedo, cuts a red ribbon in front of a pink car.
Evil urges
Angels may shield their eyes
A man in a white robe stands among stacks of painted TVs beside Sameer Gadhia in a tuxedo.
I will climb
Voices wailing
A man in a white robe stands among painted TV sets as another man bends down.
It's all about the money, babe…
You can run, you can hide it all
Two small figures walk along a hilltop under a blue sky.
In a mattress on the second floor
(Second floor, second floor, second floor, second floor)
Save it up just to spit it back out
A man in a wide-brimmed hat holds a gold nugget in a dry field.
Gold teeth in a rotted mouth
(Rotted mouth, rotted mouth, rotted mouth, rotted)
I am your credit card debt collector
A man in a wide-brimmed hat holds a gold nugget among desert rocks.
Slot machine queen, cigarette protector
Pyramid scheme with a devil investor
Sameer Gadhia, in a bow tie, stands before colorful painted boxes.
Zip up your soul 'cause I'm out to get ya
A man in a tan jacket leans against a wooden pole under a blue sky.
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