Nobody's Fool
Late-1960s British psychedelic rock, quirky novelty character piece at 95 BPM with dry electric guitar riff, bouncy melodic bass, tight kick-snare, handclaps, and slightly overdriven rhythm guitar, Deadpan male lead with cheeky three-part harmonies, playful stop-start accents, compact verses, and a brief half-volume emotional peak before the abrupt, vintage analogue ending
(Intro) Here comes the sun in a velvet disguise, Gold in his pockets and stars in his eyes. He speaks in riddles, he sleeps in the rain, He disappears and appears again. A kingdom of nonsense, a palace of light, Everybody's wrong and everybody's right. The world turns yellow, the moon turns green— Nothing is quite what it seems. (Sudden end.)
