Songs of the PROCOL HARUM

Man With A Mission – Procol Harum

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A cat with a mouse I’m the prodigal stranger I’ll burn down the house I’m a self-educator A collector of news I’m the cool liberator Any topic you choose

As Strong As Samson – Procol Harum

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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 know

The Worm & The Tree – Procol Harum

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It wormed its way inwards and soon it did grow The tree was unhappy but what could it do? It stood there in silence: the worm grew and grew

Dead Man’s Dream – Procol Harum

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And a bundle of newspaper under my head I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be Concerning myself, and somebody like me We were in some city, the

Learn To Fly – Procol Harum

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You and me got a chance to make things right The writing… the writing’s on the wall You and me got a chance to turn things ’round We got

Pilgrims Progress – Procol Harum

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I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song In trying to find the words which might begin it I found

Shine On Brightly – Procol Harum

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My Prussian-blue electric clock’s alarm bell rings, it will not stop and I can see no end in sight and search in vain by candlelight for some long road

Something Following Me – Procol Harum

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While standing at the junction on 42nd Street I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down The

Without A Doubt – Procol Harum

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Got a great idea: gonna write a sonnet A verse or two of fearless prose A priceless quip to gild the rose I’ll make my fortune overnight My work

Conquistador – Procol Harum

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Conquistador your stallion stands in need of company and like some angel’s haloed brow you reek of purity I see your armour-plated breast has long since lost its sheen