كلمات Marketland

Market Town What a doozy walking 'round With all these putrid people everywhere You've gotta buy this! Screams a whiskey stinking vermin vendor Holding up a rotten pear But I hold on to my dollar Looking all around me In this place, I hide my face But dirty people hound me Market Street I could use a bite to eat But I don't want to buy a whole raw fish, no No, not a blanket! Yes, it's lovely but I'm hungry And that's really not my favorite dish So I hold on to my moolah My mazuma, money There's no trash that's worth my cash It all just smells too funny In Marketland You can buy what's in demand Fifiteen years ago, wow In Marketland All the world is in your hand I'd go wash it off now Market Lane Either I'm going insane Or there's an urchin hawking book reports Oh, that's a new one Some old guy with just one eye's Selling his obviously soiled shorts But I hold on to my dollar Looking all around me In this place, I hide my face But dirty people hound me Market Hell There's no food too old to sell There is no merchandise too urine-stained You've gotta buy this! Scream the whiskey stinking vermin vendors Well, at least I'm entertained Still I hold on to my moolah My mazuma, money There's no trash that's worth my cash It all just smells too funny In Marketland You can buy what's in demand Fifiteen years ago, wow In Marketland All the world is in your hand I'd go wash it off now In Marketland You can buy what's in demand Fifiteen years ago, wow In Marketland All the world is in your hand I'd go wash it off now