Thursday, October 22, 2009

TGI almost F -- MVloggin' -- with Procul Harum

Beautiful, haunting melody. I don't listen to this song too often. Not because I don't like it - on the contrary - I adore it. Problem is, it usually takes several days to get the damn tune out of my sub-conscious after hearing it.

Anyhow, how can you go wrong with a song that has lyrics like these?:

We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale


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