Procol Harum Good Captain Clack текст песни, слова песни Good Captain Clack Procol Harum
Procol Harum - Good Captain Clack
good Captain Clack
must eat his humble pie
His bed is made
the colours fade
his eyes once wet are dry
The naked muse
who sits and chews
tobacco off a tree
removes his shoes
gives way to booze
and searches endlessly
See the naked jumberlack
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