Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

We’ve got exotic concoctions
All-in-one remedies
Flagons of powerful potions
To mix up how you see

{Chorus}
Grab some buckets
Line up your duckets
And drop your plans
It’s catch as catch can
This spice caravan
Only rolls through here
Three quick trips a year

We’ve got arabesque mandalas
Piled crates of lucky charms
Enough powdered horns of dilemma
To fill ten thousand arms

There’s a savvy vendor
Catering to any possible vice
And, man if you’re a big spender
It’s yours at twice the price

We stock every luxury
Of which you’ve never heard
Relics of forgotten dynasties
And guaranteed enchanted words

{Chorus}

Fine merchants and magi
On dervish-laden bandwagons
An endless supply of stimuli
Too enticing to abandon

Over here is a sightless seer
Clad in invisible robes
If you come near he’ll bend your ear
And twist your frontal lobe