Texty: Elvis Jackson. Market Sweets.

I went into my favourite market

I went just to buy my sweets

Stop thinking about tomorrow

Resounding in my head

Go go to buy your sweets

Dreams and all your fantasies.

I took some money

From my mother's wallet

I didn't steal it

I really didn't think about it

I know that place and

I wanna be invited

With happy faces and happiness

I'll be surounded

I wanna be invited

That crazy pain in my stomach full

Of sugar it's all the same

Do I look like Freddy Krueger?

So buy your sweet dreams

And fantasies!

It's like a soundtrack of my life

When I was young

I went into my favourite market

Just to bring back time.