Lyrics The Outfield – Magic Seed

Yellowman — dealing in a back street
Sinnerman — he’s telling you it’s never enough
Nobody there — inside the mind he wasted

Chorus

Pretty girl — standing in a doorway
At a price — offering a bed for the night
Nobody cares — a sign of the life she’s wasted

Chorus

So afraid — nowhere else to go now
Far far away — there’s a place
that you once called home — but

Chorus

Yellowman — you can’t buy me
Sinnerman — pretty girl
Selling their souls for the magic seed