From the album 'Selling England by the Pound'.Lyrics:It's one o'clock and time for lunch,When the sun beats down and i lie on the benchI can always hear them talk.There's always been ethel:"jacob, wake up! you've got to tidy your room now."And then mister lewis:"isn't it time that he was out on his own?"Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!Keep them mowing blades sharp...I know what i like, and i like what i know;Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.Sunday night, mr farmer called, said:"listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for youIn the fire escape trade. come up to town!"But i remebered a voice from the past;"gambling only pays when you're winning"- i had to thank old miss mort for schooling a failure.Keep them mowing blades sharp...I know what i like, and i like what i know;Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.When the sun beats down and i lie on the bench,I can always hear them talk.Me, i'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way i walk.