Procol Harum
Procol Harum - Playmate Of The Mouth lyrics
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Sceptic at the feast in ashes Huntsman at the voyeurs ball Funeral Parlour-Guests invited Mourning poorly worn by all Old and mouldy words of passion Savage Rose destroyed them all Wrote her fate in Neon captions Slender sender made me crawl Playmate of the mouth expected Passionata bless the small Baby sandwich soaped for comfort Slipp'ry Sliding Ten Feet Tall (Gary Brooker-Keith Reid)