Walter P. Hilliard - The Market Lyrics

In Al-Quad's Market
Madness ensues
A place where the wackiest things come true
From camels in the aisles
To a monkey named Lou
You won't believe the chaos that they push through
There's a magic carpet that flies round the store
A talking parrot who's a poultry folklore
Belly dancers shimmy as the crowd wants more
And the kebabs they sell will make your taste buds roar
Al-Quad's Market
Where the fun never ends
Crazy adventures with all your crazy friends
From the golden lamps to the treasures it bends
Al-Quad's Market
The place where joy transcends
The white people visit Al-Quads in shock
The smell of spices and goat meat fill the air
They've never seen such a place as this
And to add to the chaos, Al-Quads wife took off her hijab
(No No No)
He chased her ass out the door
(No No No)
He chased her ass out the door
Now Al-Quads isn't there any more he got deported
Along with Wally Wally Bing Bang!
Scioto Darby Road will never be the same
Now That Al-Quad's Market is gone
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Al-Quad's Market
Where the fun never ends
Crazy adventures with all your crazy friends
From the golden lamps to the treasures it bends
Al-Quad's Market
The place where joy transcends