Book Of Saturday - King Crimson

If I only could deceive you 
Forgetting the game 
Every time I try to leave you 
You laugh just the same 

'Cause my wheels never touch the road 
And the jumble of lies we told 
Just returns to my back to weigh me down... 

We lay cards upon the table 
The backs of our hands 
And I swear I like your people 
The boys in the band 

Reminiscences gone astray 
Coming back to enjoy the fray 
In a tangle of night and daylight sounds... 

All completeness in the morning 
Asleep on your side 
I'll be waking up the crewmen 
Banana-boat ride 

She responds like a limousine 
Brought alive on the silent screen 
To the shuddering breath of yesterday... 

There's the succour of the needy 
Incredible scenes 
I'll believe you in the future 
Your life and death dreams 

As the cavalry of despair 
Takes a stand in the lady's hair 
For the favour of making sweet sixteen... 

You make my life and times 
A book of bluesy Saturdays 
And I have to chose...