People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round

And of course Henry the Horse dances the waltz!

So Sgt. Pepper took you by surprise You better see right through that mother's eyes Those freaks was right when they said you was dead The one mistake you made was in your head /.../ The sound you make is muzak to my ears You must have learned something in all those years

Come up on different streets they both were streets of shame Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same And I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real How can you look at me as I was just another one of your deals?

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal? /.../ You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords. Runnin' strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing... But then an old guitar is all he can afford, When he gets under the lights, to play his thing. And Harry doesn't mind, if he doesn't make the scene. He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright. Now he can play the honky tonk like anything... Saving it up, for Friday night. With the Sultans... with the Sultans of Swing.