Pete Atkin sings
I See The Joker

by Clive James and Pete Atkin,
single release

[Much more at www.peteatkin.com]

LYRIC:

Mornings now I breakfast in the tower
Then travel thirty floors to the garage
My limousine is a safe-deposit box
With plastic armour in the top and sides
Solid like a strongroom in Fort Knox
And all along the parkway into town
We're covered for a mile front and back
By Family cars, but when I cut the pack I see the Joker
I cut the pack and see the Joker

Who is this guy and why does he want me?
This city has been ours since way back when
At first from booze and girls and junk, and then
Legitimate, from rents and industry
The Chief of Police is ours to buy and sell
The DA and the Mayor are ours as well
There's no-one left to fight, the enemy
Are dead and gone, or just some juicehead black
Loose with a knife, but when I cut the pack I see the Joker
I cut the pack and see the Joker

We do the journey different every day
Today we hit the garment district first
The double back and take the boulevard
And as we drive I don't know which is worst
To know he'll come but not to know the way
To know he'll make a play but not know how
Is he somewhere out there setting up the gun?
Is this headache from his crosswires on my brow?
There's no way, not a crevice, not a crack
That he can reach me, but when I cut the pack
          I see the Joker
I cut the pack and see the Joker