[By Kilagibson]
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Market town, what a doozey walking 'round
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With all theese putrid people every where
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"You've gotta buy this"
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Screams a whisky stinking vermin vedor
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Holding up a rotten pear
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But I hold on
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To my dollar looking all around me
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In this place I hide my face
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But dirty people hound me
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Market Street, I could use a bite to eat
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But I don't want to buy a whole raw fish no
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No not a blanket yes it's lovely
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But I'm hungry and that really not my favourite dish
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So I hold on
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To my mula mumza zeta money
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Theres not trash that worth my cash
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It all just smells too funny
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In Marketland
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You can buy whats in demand
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15 years ago ,wow
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In Marketland
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All the world is in your hand
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I'd go wash it off now
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Market Lane, either I¡¯m going insane
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Or theres an urchin hawking book report.
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Oh thats a new one
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Some old guy with just one eye
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Selling his obviously soiled shorts.
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Still I hold on
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To my dollar looking all around me
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In this place I hide my face
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But dirty people hound me
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Market Hell
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Theres no food to old to sell
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There is no merchandise too urine-stained
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"You've gotta buy this"
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Scream the whiskey stinking vermin vendors
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Well at least I¡¯m entertained
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Still I hold on
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To my dollar looking all around me
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In this place I hide my face
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But dirty people hound me
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In Marketland
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You can buy whats in demand
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15 years ago ,wow
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In Marketland
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All the world is in your hand
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I'd go wash it off now
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In Marketland
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You can buy whats in demand
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15 years ago ,wow
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In Marketland
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All the world is in your hand
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I'd go wash it off now
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Marketland
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Lemon Demon |