Songtext I know what i like (in your wardrobe) Genesis

I know what i like (in your wardrobe)

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 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 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 schoooling 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.

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.