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Luskus Delph - Procol Harum

"Tulips lips oh Luskus Delph Your baking breath breeds body 'x' With silken measures try to gauge The inside sweetness of your cave. Peach preserve your simmering jewel Hid away like orphans' gruel"

Power Failure - Procol Harum

"Climbing out of open windows Crashing down from broken stairs Keeping watch on smoking cinders Falling over burning chairs Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit broken , splintered, bruised and"

Song For A Dreamer - Procol Harum

"Skeptic at the feast in ashes Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball Funeral parlour guests invited Mourning poorly worn by all Old and mouldy words of passion Savage Rose destroyed them all Wrote her fate"

Playmate Of The Mouth - Procol Harum

"Skeptic at the feast in ashes Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball Funeral parlour guests invited Mourning poorly worn by all Old and mouldy words of passion Savage Rose destroyed them all Wrote her fate"

Poor Mohammed - Procol Harum

"Poor Mohammed at the peep show Kick the beggar down the stairs Can't keep guard, he's old and feeble Steal his books, burn his prayers Poor Mohammed at the keyhole Sit him by the kitchen door Slop"

Grand Hotel - Procol Harum

"Tonight we sleep on silken sheets We drink fine wine and eat rare meats On Carousel and gambling stake Our fortunes speed, and dissipate. It's candlelight and chandelier, It's silver plate and crystal"

A Rum Tale - Procol Harum

"She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good I've taken to drinking, and given up food I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum I'm selling my memoirs,"

T.V. Ceasar - Procol Harum

"T.V. Ceasar Mighty Mouse Holds his court in every house Spied in every crack and corner Watch you eat your TV dinner Creeping in through eyes and ears Finding out your secret fears T.V. Ceasar Mighty Mouse Shares"

A Souvenir Of London - Procol Harum

"Bought a souvenir in London Got to hide it from my mom Can't declare it at the Customs But I'll have to take it home Tried to keep it confidential But the news is leaking out Got a souvenir in London There's"

For Liquorice John - Procol Harum

"He fell from grace and hit the ground They tried in vain to bring him round No one saw him make the fall They couldn't understand at all His fall from grace was swift and straight The doctors didn't hesitate What"

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