Tom Stompin Market Place Lyrics:
The consumer, they call us, we're the people that
buy While everyone else is out to sell, some kind
of merchandise We run to the boss and tell him, we
need a bit more gold Some tax deductions later,
and we still wind up in the hole. Chorus: Oh, yes
we are the people running in the race, Buying up
the bargains in the old marketplace, Another sale
on something, we'll buy it while it's hot And save
a lot of money spending money we don't got.-we-X2
The consumer they call us, we always get a fair
shake We buy a fridge that doesn't freeze, and a
stove that doesn't bake We can't buy nothing
lasting les we get that raise in pay And they'd
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only charge more for the things that cost us less
today The consumer, they call us, we're fussy what
we eat. We look at the price of the T-bone steak,
and buy hamburg meat- In all those fancy packages
they take down from the shelf- They're always full
of good fresh air when they're not full of nothing
else. Chorus: The consumer they call us, when the
man comes in the door To give us a deal on the
vacuum, if we buy a rug for the floor And how do
we pay to finance? When the monthly bills arrive?
They just send down the bailiff to reposess the
car we drive... The consumer is what they call us,
we're always deep in debt. >From buyin drawers in
discount stores to fixin the T.V.set. We go to the
bank for the money, and sign for another loan, And
pray the Lord doesn't see us stop in the tavern
half-way home. Chorus: repeat: Play melody on the
guitar, and end.
Lyrics: Market Place, Tom Stompin [end]