Minstrel In The Gallery Lyrics

The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, observed the spaces
Between the old men's cackle

He brewed a song of love and hatred
Oblique suggestions and he waited
He polarized the pumpkin eaters
Static humming, panel beaters
Freshly day glow'd factory cheaters
Salaried and collar scrubbing

He titillated men of action
Belly warming, hands still rubbing
On the parts they never mention
He pacified the nappy suffering
Infant bleating one line jokers

TV documentary makers, overfed and undertakers
Sunday paper, backgammon players
Family scarred and women haters
And he called the band down to the stage
And he looked at all the friends he'd made

The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, observed the spaces
In between the old men's cackle

And he brewed a song of love and hatred
Oblique suggestions and he waited
He polarized the pumpkin eaters
Static humming panel beaters
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The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down on the rabbit run
And he threw away his looking glass
Saw his face in everyone, hey

He titillated men of action
Belly warming, hands still rubbing
On the parts they never mention
Salaried and collar scrubbing

He pacified the nappy suffering
Infant bleating one line jokers
TV documentary makers
Overfed and undertakers

Sunday paper backgammon players
Family scarred and women haters
And then he called the band down to the stage
And he looked at all the friends he'd made

The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down on the rabbit run
Then he threw away his looking glass
And saw his face in everyone, hey

The minstrel in the gallery, yes
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, yeah
The minstrel in the gallery
[Incomprehensible]

The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, observed the spaces