[Lyric] Nowadays Clancy Can’t Even Sing Live Carnegie Hall 1970 (Neil Young)

[Verse 1]
Hey, who's that stomping all over my face?
Where's that silhouette I'm trying to trace?
Who's putting sponge in the bells I once rung?
Taking my gypsy before she's begun
Singing the meaning of what's in my mind
Before I can take home what's rightfully mine
Joining and listening and talking in rhymes
Stopping the feeling to wait for the time
And who's saying, baby, that don't mean a thing?
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing

[Verse 2]
And who's all hung up on that happiness thing?
And who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings?
And who's in the corner and down on the floor?
With pencil and paper just counting the score
And who's trying to act like he's just in-between?
The night isn't black if you know that it's green
Who should be sleeping, but's writing this song?
Wishing and hoping he weren't so damned wrong
And who's saying, baby, that don't mean a thing?
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing
[Verse 3]
And who's coming home on old ninety-five?
And who's got the feeling to keep him alive?
Though having it and sharing ain't quite the same
It's not a gold nugget, you can't lay a claim
And who's seeing eyes through the crack in the floor?
There it is, baby, don't you worry no more
And who should be sleeping, but's writing this song?
Wishing and hoping he weren't so damned wrong
And who's saying, baby, that don't mean a thing?
'Cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing

[Segue]
He's wonderful
After this song, we're gonna take an intermission for popcorn