Fool’s Fancy

The bobby was bent from the beat and the bedlam
He wished that he could have the silence of a dead man
His body will shake and his spirit will totter
As he thinks about the waste and stares down at the water

It’s a fool’s fancy, wrap up all his expectations
Tie them in a concrete sack, life passes before his eyes
He’d like to pass it back, it’s a fool’s fancy

There’s a bouncing boy there who wears a face without expression
That tells of his own sadness and unearned depression
He couldn’t give a cent for a worn out copper
He’s never spent that much, he’s a weekend window shopper

It’s a fool’s fancy, wrap up all his expectations
Tie them in a concrete sack (Tie them in a concrete sack),
life passes before his eyes
He’d like (He’d like to)
to pass (He’d like to)
it back (To pass it back)
It’s a fool’s fancy

Get out the gilded girls who do not have the ability
To fake cultivation or counterfeit humility
Hold both your ears and listen to a battery
Of rough exaggeration and self-flattery

Some girls will sweat when they think about their make-up
An egotist won’t give out if there is no chance to take up
Don’t jump to your conclusion if the doubt is within reason
The air held him awhile and the water was freezing

It’s a fool’s fancy
(It’s a fool’s fancy)
It’s a fool’s fancy