THE HUCKSTER

Years ago rode the medicine man, in a horse drawn wagon full of bottles and cans 

A smooth talkin’ gent with a cure for your ills, snake oil, tonic and miracle pills 

 

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IF YOU WANT TO BELIEVE IT’S EASY, THERE’S A HUCKSTER SELLING SLEAZY 

HERE TODAY, GONE TOMORROW, HE THINGS YOU BUY MAY BRING YOU SORROW

 

Now the wagon’s gone but the con man‘s here, 

He’s on the radio, just a bendin’ your ear 

Sellin’ his wares on the TV set 

Billboards, the papers ‘n’ surfing the Net 

Buy a ticket to heaven on Channel 6 

Salvation is yours if you fall for the pitch 

There’s a diet pill to melt away your fat 

Imagine now, it’s a simple as that 

 

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The Huckster offers you sex appeal 

You’re buying it now with every good deal 

And the grand illusion of happiness 

From material things and deeper in debt 

Build a beautiful body with a new device 

Needs no effort and a low, low price 

Cream of Olay your wrinkles away 

Youth in a bottle is here to stay 

 

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Bridge

He knows your needs, he knows what you wish, he’ll help you believe, in a quick fix 

 

“You just massage this offensive smelling grease on your balding head twice a day for 24 easy-going months. 

The full truckload comes delivered complete with three tail combs for just $899.99, taxes not included.

It’s new, and improved, guaranteed a good deal, and it’s on sale.”

 

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