Stranger In The Village

Billy Woods European Vacation, take seven, eight, nine

Came through atop a half dead mule, apostate marabou
Pale urchin put the swoosh on his pointy shoe
A slew of red pelts, helmed a skull of caribou
Blood on the ice shelf, snares of simple loots
Trinkets, the bitches think he's cute
Dirty pictures that he keep out of view
Minin' riches looted from who know who
Piano wire on a spool, thread for the loom
Dog eared first edition of Barracoon
Jah gon' mix grabba that the jet fuel
Ivory mouth, skin so black it's blue
Ain't never been south, never seen the dunes
Regale 'em with tales of Khartoum
Eyes big enough to drown
Gather 'round, gather 'round

Everything for sale except the scale
Everything for sale except the scale
That's comin' with me, that's comin' with me, that
Everything for sale except the scale
That's comin' with me, that's comin' with me, that's come
Everything for sale except the scale
That's comin' with me, that's comin' with me
Everything for sale except the scale
That's comin' with me, that's comin' with me, that's comin' with me

You can't pay with money, I know what's comin'
You can't pay with money, I know what's comin'
You can't pay with money, I know what's comin'
You can't pay with money, I know what's comin'

Everything for sale except the scale, that's comin' with me
Everything for sale except the scale