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Lyrics for Baker Street Muse Mother England Reverie by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Minstrel | | Track: | Baker Street Muse Mother England Reverie | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 70 | | | | Lyrics: | I have no time for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone.
I have no wish for wishing-wells or wishing
bones.
I have no house in the country I have no motor-car.
And if you think I'm joking,
then I'm just a one-line joker in a public
bar.
And it seems there's no-body left
for tennis; and I'm a one-band-man.
And I want no Top Twenty funeral or a hundred
grand.
There was a little boy stood on a burning log, rubbing his hands with glee.
He said, "Oh Mother England, did you light my smile; or did you light
this fire under
me?
One day I'll be a minstrel in the gallery.
And paint you a picture of the
queen.
And if sometimes I sing to a cynical degree -
It's just the nonsense that it
seems.
So I drift down through the Baker Street valley, in my steep-sided
un-reality.
And when all's said and all's done - couldn't wish for a better one.
It's a
real-life ripe dead-certainty - that I'm just a Baker Street Muse.
Talking to the
gutter-stinking, winking in the same old way.
I tried to catch my eye but I looked the other
way.
Indian restaurants that curry my brain -
Newspaper warriors changing the
names they advertise from the station
stand. Circumcised with cold print
hands.
Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window. Heel.
Shady gentleman. Fly-button.
Feel.
In the underpass, the blind man stands. With cold flute hands.
Symphony
match-seller, breath out of time -
You can call me on another line.
Didn't make her
- with my Baker Street Ruse.
Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise.
Like
to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse.
I'm just a Baker Street Muse. Just a Baker Street
Muse.
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