Procol Harum - Well, I ... lyrics

Ain't no doubt about it Ain't no doubt about it Ain't gonna shout about it: oh yeah Gonna have to keep you guessing Ain't no use in you confessing Ain't no use for you to mumble You know where [or 'nowhere'?] if you just fumble You better start, start counting your blessings Not one ... two ... three ... It's a grumble, [greeble?], new york concrete jungle