Lament

I guess I tried to show you how
I'd take the crowd with my guitar
And businessmen would clap their hands
And clip another fat cigar
And publishers would spread the news
And print my music far and wide
All the kids who played the blues
Would learn my licks with a bottleneck slide

But now it seems the bubble's burst
Although you know there was a time
When love songs gathered in my head
With poetry in every line
And strong men strove to hold the doors
With my friends, I passed that age
People stomped on dirty floors
Before I trod the rock 'n' roll stage

I'll thank the man who's on the phone
And if he got some time to spend
The problem I'll explain once more
And indicate a sum to lend
That ten percent is now a joke
Maybe 30, even 35
I'll say my daddy's had a stroke
He'd have one now, if he only was alive

I like the way you look at me
You're laughing too down there inside
I took my chance and you took yours
You crewed my ship, we missed the tide
I like the way the music goes
A few good guys who can play it right
I like the way it moves my toes
Say it when you wanna go and dance all night



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Fripp, William Scott Bruford, John Kenneth Wetton, David Francis Cross, Richard William Palmer James
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