Steve Hackett - I Know What I Like (In Your Wardrobe) (Live At The New Theatre, Oxford / 1979)

It's one o'clock and time for lunch bum dee dum dee dum
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always here them talk
There's always been Ethel
Jacob, wake up, you got to tidy your room now
And then Mr Lewis
Isn't it time that he was out on his own
Over the garden wall, two little love birds cuckoo to you
Keep them moving blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show
Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said
Listen son, you're wasting time
There's a future for you in the fire escape trade
Come up to town
But I remembered a voice from the past
Gambling only pays when you're winning
I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure
Keep them moving blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower
You can tell me by the way I walk
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show
It's one o'clock and time for lunch bum dee dum dee dum
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always here them talk
There's always been Ethel
Jacob, wake up, you got to tidy your room now
And then Mr Lewis
Isn't it time that he was out on his own
Over the garden wall, two little love birds cuckoo to you
Keep them moving blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show
Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said
Listen son, you're wasting time
There's a future for you in the fire escape trade
Come up to town
But I remembered a voice from the past
Gambling only pays when you're winning
I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure
Keep them moving blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower
You can tell me by the way I walk
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
Stepping one beyond your show
Your show

Steve Hackett