Текст песни Barterers and Their Wives - The Left Banke

Trading, fading, taking, breaking
Barter away their lives
Crowding the city gates
Shunning the master's fate
Low decisions they envision
Cleaning the pauper's plates
In the marketplace changing commonplace friends
Come to banter on odds to meet their own ends
Barterers hold their own
Pinching on what they loan
After seeding, people pleading
Spending the heat alone
Who will sacrifice pride for being nice game?
He's in season and that's the reason he came
Barterers and their trade
Lately fall back to fade
Every evening, packing, leaving
Counting on what they've made
Wifely cooking will keep them looking their best
As they smile and set out beguiling with jest
Trading, fading, taking, breaking
Barter away their lives