I Know What I Like - Steve Hackett

It’s one o’clock and time for lunch\nWhen the sun beats down and I lie on the bench\nI can always hear them talk\nThere’s always been Ethel:\n«Jacob, wake up! You’ve got to tidy your room now.»\nAnd then Mr. Lewis:\n«Isn't it time that he was out on his own ?»\nOver the garden wall, two little lovebirds — cuckoo to you!\nKeep them mowing blades sharp …\nI know what I like, and I like what I know\nGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show\nSunday night, Mr. Farmer called, said:\n«Listen son, you’re wasting time\nThere’s a future for you in the fire escape trade\nCome up to town!»\nBut I remembered a voice from the past:\n«Gambling only pays when you’re winning»\n— I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure\nKeep them mowing blades sharp …\nI know what I like, and I like what I know\nGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show\nI know what I like, and I like what I know\nGetting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show\nWhen the sun beats down and I lie on the bench\nI can always hear them talk\nMe, I’m just a lawnmower — you can tell me by the way I walk