(brooker / reid) *
In the wee small hours of sixpence
In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence Lyrics – Procol Harum
In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence Lyrics by Procol Harum
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(brooker / reid) *
In the wee small hours of sixpence
Bought a souvenir in London
Got to hide it from my mom
It was all once bright jewels
And glittering sand
In the autumn of my madness when my hair is turning grey
For the milk has finally curdled and I’ve nothing left to say
There’s too many women and not enough wine
Too many poets and not enough rhyme
If I’m gonna die
Wanna die in the VIP room
A local picture house
Was showing a Batman movie
When you knew that I had given all the kindness that I had
Did you think that it might be time to stop?
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor
Cellar full of diamonds
Turret full of gold