Goblin Street

Morning and evening The goblins are greeting Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy They have apples and quinces Fine cherries and peaches Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy We must not taste the fruits From soil of thirsty roots We ought to run away For sickness will grow, and misery and woe They're full of deceit On Goblin Street With baskets of golden plates They lug a hundred, thousand weights Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy Their fruits shall not charm us For the gifts they will harm us Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy But how fair the vine must grow For such a bountiful show How can one not resist The berries and dates Delectable tastes The flavours are sweet On Goblin Street Step right up! We've got catmint We've got chamomile, we've got fennel Come on up, you'll get the best prices in all the land Oregano! No no no, no no no, come back. Come back You must try it. Wait! And if you do refuse Their tempers they will abuse And in their feverish rage They'll tear at your arms They'll claw and they'll harm They'll force you to eat On Goblin Street Chasing us homeward Pass the gate, voices still heard Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy And those devious merchant men Will be back to call once again Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy Come buy, come buy Come buy