Текст песни WEB MIKE - MARKET

Tonight, walking through the streets
With a tired body and a sore head
I thought of you, my market
Hungry, tired, I went to buy myself Hawk
Mentally and seeing the products on your shelves cans
What a peach! What a semitone!
On the faces smile. spend thousands
Teenagers want to take wine
Females in the avocados, babies among soda
On an old, ragged Babkin grid with kefir
From the window gently shining moon
I've seen you bro. What are you doing among the watermelons?
Tipo vegan? Come on, I've seen how you touched the meat
I walked with you for a brilliant alleys cans
He asked - who killed the pig? Casting a glance at the price tag of bananas
Drop shadows on the shade, in the houses the lights go out
But you do not close there. Your wall - a home for the homeless drunk
They were sorry, because sometimes they are not allowed to market
But know this, they all depend on you!
As we all
Market
About you remember more often than God
Market
As you walk more often than with the churches and synagogues
Market
My! My! Market
Market
Tonight, walking through the streets
With a tired body and a sore head
I thought of you, my market
Mentally and seeing the products on your shelves cans
Market on your shelves