Lemon Demon - Marketland

^AmMarket Town. What a doozy walking 'round With all these putrid people everywhere. "You've gotta ^Fbuy this!" Screams a whiskey stinking vermin vendor ^AmHolding up a rotten pear. But I hold ^Eon ^{Am F}to my dollar, ^CLooking all a - ^Eround ^Amme. ^FIn this place, I ^Chide my face, But ^Gdirty people hound me. ^Am

^AmMarket Street. I could use a bite to eat, But I don't want to buy a whole raw fish, no. No, not a ^Fblanket! Yes, it's lovely but I'm hungry, And that's r^Ameally not my favorite dish.

So I hold o^En ^{Am F}to my moolah, ^CMy mazuma, ^Emon - ^Amey. ^FThere's no trash that's w^Corth my cash, It a^Gll just smells too funny.

^{C F} In ^B7Market - ^Eland, You can b^Cuy what's in de - ^Fmand. ^B7Fifteen y^Eears ago, wo^Cw. ^F In Ma^B7rket - ^Eland, All the w^Corld's in your h^Fand. ^B7I'd go w^Eash it off ^Amnow.