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King Crimson Lament

I guess, I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar And business men would clap their hands And clip another fat cigar And publishers

(Fripp/Wetton/Palmer-James) I guess I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar And business men would clap their hands And clip another

: (Fripp/Wetton/Palmer-James) I guess I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar And business men would clap their hands And clip another

(Fripp, Wetton, Palmer-James) I guess I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar And business men would clap their hands And clip another

by the golden rays of the sun, or caressed by the ethereal fingers of a midnight moon. Its magnificent spires and citadels, built by generations of kings