Michael Moorcock & the Deep Fix:Fair Dealer

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“Fair Dealer”
Artist: Michael Moorcock & the Deep Fix
Albums: The New Worlds Fair (1975)

See them dancing through the land
Following the dealer man
They are laughing every one
They think they're having fun

Dealer, dealer man, what have you got in your bag today?
What have you got to turn me on again?
What have you got to make me dream
The dreams I dreamed last year
The visions that I've seen?

I got brass
Well it looks like gold
I got silver
But it's turned to rust
I got love
But it's kind of cold
I got ideals
But you can not trust them now
I got nothing that isn't second-hand
Nothing to make you dream the dreams you dreamed
When I last came to town

See them dancing through the land
Following the dealer man
They are laughing every one
They think they're having fun

Dealer, dealer man
You promised the blind man he would see
You promised the deaf man he would hear again
You promised the dumb man he would speak
You promised me I'd come to life
And be myself at last

I got paint
That looks like blood
I got plastic
That could be flesh
I got hate
That could pass for love
I got faith
Though it's not too fresh
I got nothing you haven't seen before
So please don't bother me no more
For the hope you had when I last came to town

See them dancing through the land
Following the dealer man
They are laughing every one
They think they're having fun
They think they're having fun
They think they're having fun