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Homburg lyrics
(brooker / reid)*
Your multilingual business friend
Has packed her bags and fled
Leaving only ash-filled ashtrays
And the lipsticked unmade bed
The mirror on reflection
Has climbed back upon the wall
For the floor she found descended
And the ceiling was too tall
Your trouser cuffs are dirty
And your shoes are laced up wrong
Youd better take off your homburg
cos your overcoat is too long
The town clock in the market square
Stands waiting for the hour
When its hands they both turn backwards
And on meeting will devour
Both themselves and also any fool
Who dares to tell the time
And the sun and moon will shatter
And the signposts cease to sign
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Secrets of the Hive: The Best of Procol Harum Disc 2
- 2 She Wandered Through the Garden Fence
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- Track 13 on A Whiter Shade of Pale
- 12 Shine on Brightly
- 12 Lime Street Blues
- 14 Monsieur Armand
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- Track 1 on Homburg / Good Captain Clack
- 2 Good Captain Clack
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- Track 13 on Procol Harum
- 12 Lime Street Blues
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