The Fool Lyrics

A sort of place you don't often find A quiet room to go out of your mind Will you excuse me whilst I confide I've found a place where I can hide Lights out by nine as a rule One grey blanket and a stool Angels fear to tread where stands the fool But the air is warm, and the walls are cool [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-fool-lyrics-the-fixx.html ] So I'm kept away, so here I'll stay Even the judges kneel and pray I am the winner in any event, SNAP! Who was the man who said society's bent? So I'm locked away in my padded cocoon A square of hell where nightmares bloom Armageddon couldn't come too soon But if it only meant that I could leave this room Here stands the Fool