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Pre-chorus
Chorus
Intro
Market Town.
What a doozy walking round
With all these putrid people everywhere.
Youve gotta buy this!
Screams a whiskey stinking vermin vendor
Holding up a rotten pear.
But I hold on to my dollar,
Looking all a - round me.
In this place, I hide my face,
But dirty people hound me.
Market Street.
I could use a bite to eat,
But I dont want to buy a whole raw fish, no.
No, not a blanket!
Yes, its lovely but Im hungry,
And thats really not my favorite dish.
So I hold on to my moolah,
My mazuma, mon - ey.
Theres no trash thats worth my cash,
It all just smells too funny.
In Market - land,
You can buy whats in de - mand.
Fifteen years ago, wow.
In Market - land,
All the worlds in your hand.
Id go wash it off now.
Etc. etc.