Fool’s Complaint

[Verse 1]
How I hate the Queen of Pentacles!
Sitting on her golden throne
In her domestic tyranny
All roads lead back to her alone

[Verse 2]
The whole wide world is a great big drain
With the vortex as her heart
Her needs and wants and wishes and whims
All take precedence on this chart

[Chorus]
But what do I know?
My card's the fool, the fool, the fool
That merry rootless man
With air beneath my footstep
And providence as my plan
Providence as my plan

[Verse 3]
Oh, it's such expensive innocence
Never knowing any cost
She throws around her finery
For us to fetch when it gets lost

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
But what do I know?
My card's the fool, the fool, the fool
That merry rootless man
With air beneath my footstep
And providence as my plan
Providence as my plan
What do I know?
My card's the fool, the fool, the fool
That merry rootless man
With air beneath my footstep
And providence as my plan
Providence as my plan