Caveat Emptor

Welcome to the shop, my friend 
Out here where road meets road 
The silver highway has no end 
But just beyond the shadow's bend's 
This little shop that I must tend 
Where dreams are bought and sold. 
The crossroad is the marketplace 
As everybody's heard 
Where you can make the bargains for 
The things for which your heart is sore 
I've everything you want and more: 
I've just what you deserve. 

CH: My shop is open all night long; I sell the stuff of dreams
But nightmare waits for some ambitious buyer 
If you would buy betrayal, I'll return your change in screams - You've nothing else to sell that I desire. 

Your voice is grim and hushed, as you 
Confess what sears your skin: 
The poison rage you hide from view; 
The lost respect that was your due. 
I pass the tea and smile on cue - 
The bargaining begins. 

You barely see the beauties and 
The splendors on my shelf - 
For clutched within your trembling hand, 
That charm of soul and silken sand 
Commands the hatreds of the damned 
For that, you'd sell yourself. 

CHORUS 

You stumble out, amazed and slow, 
To my ironic bow 
Your eyes contain a fervid glow 
But something in you shrinks to know 
You've paid for someone else's woe 
And can't remember how. 
I watch you make off with your prize, 
Profoundly unimpressed. 
My price is tailored, size for size 
But evil sells when evil buys 
In peace, you'll never close your eyes 
Nor find a wink of rest. 

CH: My shop is open all night long; 
I sell the stuff of dreams 
But nightmare waits for some ambitious buyer 
If you would buy betrayal, I'll return your change in screams - You've nothing else to sell that I desire. 

When you shop for hell, you'll pay in fire. 

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