Genesis ....It's one o'clock and time for lunch,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 mister lewis:"isn't it time that he was out on his own?"over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - 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. Sunday night, mr farmer called, said:"listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. come up to town!"but i remebered a voice from the past;"gambling only plays 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.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...