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The Long Goodbye - Procol Harum

"I know I've done my best But that's no consolation I s'pose I should have guessed When I saw the invitation you told me love was blind But you were only joking I know you've changed your mind But I still"

Lime Street Blues - Procol Harum

"Lime Street in the afternoon everybody crazy as a coon I'm running round in my underpants trying to find some kinda romance Quarter past three on Lime Street I got whipped right offa my feet Didn't"

The Emperor's New Clothes - Procol Harum

"We've seen it before The high flying act Is it manic delusion Or a statement of fact That hot fevered brow Them bright shining eyes The hand on the heart Those self serving lies It's an ancient tradition But"

So Far Behind - Procol Harum

"Your convent-cloistered, cluttered mind out for me but I'm behind You cannot see into your room Whose perfumed depths sing songs of doom But I am cold and cannot see A way out of this mystery Wild"

Every Dog Will Have His Day - Procol Harum

"You can give a dog a kicking You can give a dog a bone If you give your dog a kicking Don't expect him to come home You can call your dog a mongrel You can call your dog a stray Just remember in the end"

Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum

"We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick The crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out"

Into The Flood - Procol Harum

"Tell you how the story stands I'm a victim in your hands Got me pleading on my bended knees That's the way the picture reads It's a horror show It's a body blow And it's gone too far Tell me a reason Well"

Seem To Have The Blues All The Time - Procol Harum

"The landlord's knocking on my door, he says he wants the rent I'm sitting in the kitchen wondering where the money's spent A whole lot of people treating me unkind I seem to have the blues most all the"

Alpha - Procol Harum

"My parents must've disliked me. they left me in the lurch Packed me in a basket which was left in a church It was found by a nun Who took one peep and run Screaming 'there's an eye in the middle of his"

An Old English Dream - Procol Harum

"They say this fair city has ten thousand souls Some live in mansions And some live in holes Some eat from silver And some eat from gold Some sift through garbage And sleep in the cold I saw a great highway"

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