Come to the Supermarket in Old Peking Songtext
von Patti LuPone

If you want a fancy fan
Or a turkey born in Turkey-stan
Or a slave that′s awfully African
Or a Teapot early Ming,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.

Well now, if you want to buy a kite
Or a pup to keep you up at night
Or a dwarf who used to know Snow White
Or a frog who loves to sing,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.


Well they got sunflower cakes, moonbeam cakes,
Gizzard cakes, lizard cakes,
Pickled eels, pickled snakes,
Fit for any king,
And if you want a bust of jade
Or an egg that's more or less decayed
Or in case you′re trying to find a maid
Well don't look at me sugar,
Cause I only sing...
Come on down to the supermarket,

If you come on an donkey honey, you can park it
Come on down to the supermarket,
In old Pe-King.

Well now if you want a gong to beat
A rickshaw with a sassy seat
A painting slightly indiscreet
That is simply riveting,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.

Now if you want some calico
A gentle water buffalo
A glow worm guaranteed to glow
A cloak inclined to cling,
Come to the supermarket in old Peking.


They've got bird′s-nest soup, seaweed soup,
Noodle soup, poodle soup,
Talking crows with the croup,
Almost anything.
And if you want to buy a saw
A fish delicious when it′s raw
A pill to kill your moth'r-in-law
A bee without a sting,
Come to the supermarket in old pe-king.
I said come down and get down you′ll die