The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, observed the s___es
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 t__illated 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
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 upon the smiling faces
The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down on the rabbit-run
And threw away his looking-glass
Saw his face in everyone

He t__illated 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
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
And threw away his looking-glass
Saw his face in everyone

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The Hooters Satellite Lyrics
UB40 Sorry Lyrics