Có 108 tác phẩm của tác giả Procol Harum

 Perpetual Motion 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(g.brooker / k.reid / m.noble) Rings around the crescent moon Passions rise from basement rooms Fountains play and worlds collide We gently swing and sway from side to side Dancers…

 Pilgrims Progress 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(fisher / reid) 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…

 Power Failure 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
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…

 Rambling On 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) Our local picture house was showing a batman movie You see this guy fly up in the sky, thought to myself, 'why shouldn't i?' So i bought…

 Salad Days (are Here Again) 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) You come to me at midnight and say, 'it's dark in here.' You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what i fear I…

 She Wandered Through The Garden Fence 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) She wandered through the garden fence And said, 'i've brought at great expense A potion guaranteed to bring Relief from all your suffering.' And though i said,…

 Simple Sister 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to burn her toys Take her treats Eat her sweets Scare off all the boys Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to put her…

 Skip Softly (my Moonbeams) 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) Skip softly, my moonbeams, avoid being seen Pretend that perhaps you are part of a dream Which (seen by some other such person as me) Would only…

 Something Following Me 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) 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…

 Song For A Dreamer 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
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…

 Piggy Pig Pig 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(originally wash yourself) Wash yourself and see your sorrow, make every pitcher clean Take a mop to swab the floor and destroy the evil dream Counting houses full of lead,…

 Poor Mohammed 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
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…

 Quite Rightly So 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / fisher / reid) For you (whose eyes were opened wide whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace. be kind and humour me I'm…

 Robert's Box 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
Doctor where's your remedy? I've got enough to pay the fee Can't you see i'm awful sick? I'll pay you well to do the trick Doctor where's your magic box…

 Seem To Have The Blues Most All The Time 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid)* 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…

 Shine On Brightly 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
(brooker / reid) 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…

 Skating On Thin Ice 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
You were the player And you played it cool I was the stranger And i played the fool You were the teacher And you were the best I was the…

 So Far Behind 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
Your convent-cloistered, cluttered mind [calls] 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…

 Something Magic 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
In the centre of the storm Something magic being born When the world is torn apart By the beating of a heart Like a dam about to burst Like a…

 Still There'll Be More 

 Procol Harum | 13 năm trước
I'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt I'll grow myself right up to the sky I'll sing in the forest, tear down the trees I'll foul all the…