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

So I'm kept away, so here I'll stayFixx, The - The Fool - http://motolyrics.com/fixx-the/the-fool-lyrics.html
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