(Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford)
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"Can you tell me where my country lies?"
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said the unifaun to his true love's eyes.
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"It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe
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- for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.
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"Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd.
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"Old man dies!" The note he left was signed 'Old Father Thames'
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- it seems he's drowned;
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selling england by the pound.
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Citizens of Hope & Glory,
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Time goes by - it's "the time of your life".
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Easy now, sit you down.
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Chewing through your Wimpey dreams,
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they eat without a sound;
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digesting england by the pound.
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Young man says "you are what you eat" - eat well.
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Old man says "you are what you wear" - wear well.
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You know what you are, you don't give a damn;
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bursting your belt that is your homemade sham.
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The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
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- join the dance...
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Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould.
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Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
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Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
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Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.
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There's a fat old lady outside the saloon;
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laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune.
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The deck is uneven right from the start;
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and all of their hands are playing apart.
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The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
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- join the dance...
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Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go.
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You're the show!
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Off we go with - You play the hobbyhorse,
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I'll play the fool.
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We'll tease the bull
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ringing round & loud, loud & round.
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Follow on! With a twist of the world we go.
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Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
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Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
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Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.
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Dancing With The Moonlit Knight
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| Genesis |
