Flea Market Lyrics


I don抰 want anything from the flea market

Please don抰 pressure me

I don抰 want to buy anything that is in front of
me

Why do you try to pawn on me your worst disease

I have no need for sunburnt tapes of Spanish
songs

I cannot wear a pair of used brand new thongs

I抦 waiting for the chance I can go home

So I can show someone how much I've grown