I nearly blew right by
in my hurry to the subway
When I heard someone say
"Isn't Autumn lovely?"
As I stopped to observe
this was correct
To the proprietor
Couldn't help but inspect
The folding table by the railway
Laden with her goods
Ashtrays made of metal
Little angels made of wood
Hand-mirror with the handle broken
Still pretty nice
While warp-to-charge telephones
trays to make ice
The advice of my neighbor:
"Go ahead, take your time
We'll negotiate price
On whatever you find"
Then shining in the detritus
I saw the brightest
Flash of something precious
Began to feel the slightest
Little tingle in my innards
I was like, "What's that?"
Then her rare tooth chuckle
"It's a buckle for a strap
On a hat, like a lady wears
To court or church
But it holds a special property
I'll tell you how it works"
It was a stoop sale
Which is a garage sale
If you live in Brooklyn
Which I do
And at the stoop sale
Which is like a yard sale
'Cept that it's in Brooklyn
I got my due
Somehow I knew she was serious
I reached to pick it up
but she stayed my hand
her reprimand, it was abrupt
"Hey! This little trinket"
She said, "grants wishes
it can make anything you ever eat delicious
it can take away concern so you can sleep at night
Can make the love of your life and you reunite
Right wrongs done in your past or in your future
Make a winner out of whoever whoever owns it roots for
But, it only ever does one thing
As you take possession of it
that's the wish to which it clings
so choose very carefully
before we make a deal
if there's anything impossible you want to make real
if there's anything improbable you'd like to assure
well, it will happen, that's when you have to endure
the regret that a company said
decision making
all the other wishes in the world
that you've forsaken
At the stoop sale
Which is a garage sale
If you live in Brooklyn
Which I do
And at the stoop sale
Which is like a yard sale
'Cept that it's in Brooklyn
I got my due
Could it be true?
I wondered as I stared at the glass
Would some skills on the microphone
Be too much to ask?
Had a couple dark notions that involved revenge
Fame, glory, making people love me, and it never ends
Shook these from my head like they were so much sleep
And thought instead I'd pretend that I was so much deep
As to offer every human in the world true peace
So that we never kill each other, never get cooties
And never go hungry, suffer shelterlessness
This generosity I felt compelled to dismiss
By my greed
To see an old friend back living
If I go the wrong direction though
Could I ever be forgiven?
As I stood daydreaming, somebody'd got a hold
Of this little brass buckle and he must've been so bold
As to put it in his pocket without it getting bought
Saw him do it; He was wishing that he wouldn't get caught
All at the stoop sale
Which is a garage sale
If you live in Brooklyn
Which I do
And at the stoop sale
Which is like a yard sale
'Cept that it's in Brooklyn
I got my due
Stoop Sale Lyrics performed by MC Frontalot are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Stoop Sale Lyrics performed by MC Frontalot is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD