Тексты песен «Procol Harum»

Don't you realize the danger? What do you think you are Some kind of angel?" I considered for a minute Thought "He only speaks the truth" For the barbells on my eyelids Only emphasized my youth And the sawdust in my...

Just what I'm trying to say, Whatever you do, don't grin, You'll give the game away!" By now a crowd had gathered And it seemed that all was lost In the anger of the moment I had diced with death and lost It seemed to...

'Twas tea-time at the circus: King Jimi, he was there Through hoops he skipped, high wires he tripped, and all the while the glare of the aching, baking spotlight beat down upon his cloak and though the crowd clapped...

The night surrounds me I can't turn back the hands of time When I look around me My thoughts are of the lonely kind Such a game of high stakes We gambled and then we lost We were fools to believe That we could beat the...

The night surrounds me I can't turn back the hands of time When I look around me My thoughts are of the lonely kind Such a game of high stakes We gambled and then we lost We were fools to believe That we could beat the...

(Brooker / Reid) My amazon six-triggered bride now searching for a place to hide still sees the truth quite easily but shrouds all else in mystery while madmen in top hats and tails impale themselves on six-inch nails...

Remember when you felt it first? The bitter taste of love The hand that reached inside your purse The fist inside the glove Remember how it felt to be The only one who cared You peeked behind the open door The bride is...

Remember when you felt it first? The bitter taste of love The hand that reached inside your purse The fist inside the glove Remember how it felt to be The only one who cared You peeked behind the open door The bride is...

She's got friends in high places, her picture's in vogue She's seen at the races and walking the dog She swallows the camera, she follows the press She covers the angles, she's dressed for success She don't bring me...

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, I'm writing it...

(Brooker / Reid) 'All hands on deck, we've run afloat!' I heard the captain cry 'Explore the ship, replace the cook: let no one leave alive!' Across the straits, around the Horn: how far can sailors fly? A twisted...

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 a lot of it...

We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick But the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink...

"About to Die" by Procol Harum lyrics by Keith Reid About to die - the crowds applaud you About to die - they'll resurrect you Light a candle up in kingdom come Light the was for the savior's son A candle burning...

(G.Brooker / K.Reid / R.Trower) Rings upon your fingers Bells upon your toes Ev'ry day's a game of chance Ev'ry body knows In the king's apartment Heavy lies the crown There must be a thousand ways To bring that castle...

(Brooker / Reid) It's not that I'm so cheerful, though I'll always raise a smile and if at times my nonsense rhymes then I'll stand trial My friends are all around me but they only breathe through fear Were I to cry,...

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 head!' The man...

Psychiatrists and Lawyers destroying mankind Drivin' 'em crazy...and stealing 'em blind Bankers and Brokers ruling the world Storing the silver and hoarding the gold Ain't no use in preachers preaching When they don't...

Psychiatrists and lawyers...destroying mankind Drivin' 'em crazy...and stealing 'em blind Bankers and brokers...ruling the world Storing the silver...and hoarding the gold Ain't no use in preachers preaching When they...

"A Salty Dog" by Procol Harum lyrics by Keith Reid "All hands on deck! We've run afloat!" I heard the captain cry "Explore the ship! Replace the cook! Let no one leave alive!" Across the straits, around the horn How...