I Know What I Like (In Your Wardrobe) - Steve Hackett

It’s one o’clock and time for lunch — dum dee dum dee dum

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench

I can always hear them talk

There’s always been Ethel:

«Jacob, wake up, you’ve 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 mowing blades sharp…

I know what I like

And I like what I know

Getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond 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 mowing 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

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