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The song was written several decades after the revue, but is related to the many decades I spent as a writer and researcher for people who didn't always deserve the effort I put in...

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I used to push pens in the City
Being paid to milk someone's cash cow
I once served my time at a dollar a line
But that's not the job I do now

A seducer wants words for a lady
A sonnet to melt her cold heart
Though he orders a charm
That will open her arms
Cupid's quiver is empty of darts

The clown wants some words to divert you
And asks me to build him some jests
A wink and a nudge,
To distract some harsh judge
But that's not the job I do best

The emperor assumes that I love him
This bully, this man without shame
He commands me to praise
All the lies he portrays
From his seat on the gravy train

Friends of the Fancy, nose to the trough
Take profit from all of your pain
I can buy with sweet notes
My way onto the lifeboat
If I comfort these grandsons of Cain

The rats have abandoned this Ship of Fools
The saints have forgotten to pray
Orpheus counts loot
That he earned licking boots
But his tongue is silent today
And this is my text for today

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from Hands of the Craftsman (expanded edition), released March 25, 2021
Words, music, guitar and vocal by David Harley.

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David A. Harley England, UK

David Harley is a former professional musician, administrator, IT security editor, author and researcher, and former much else that is even less impressive. He now lives in Cornwall. More info at whealalice.com

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