Mr. Marketer

Lyrics for Mr. Marketer

What I was told I was destined to be And what was indebted and ripped at the seams The garden got crowded, they're talking too loud And the man on the screen, he is freaking me out Saying,"Don't let me down, and you're letting me down" The art of the marketer's option to spoil The writer is pulling her heart from the oil The market is crowded, they've started to yell The artist is selling sad nudes of herself Saying,"I hope that this helps, I can't seem to tell" And what I was told I was destined to grow A bold-hearted woman I thought I'd never know A home with a garden, a duck who was stout A cat with a snake hanging out of its mouth A carrot is dangled, a course, it is set Saying,"I'm not quite there yet, but I'm trying to get"