[07:40.00]Album by: Home
[07:40.00]Artist by: Procol Harum
[07:40.00]Pailing well after sixteen days, a mammoth task was set
[07:40.00]Sack the town, and rob the tower, and steal the alphabet
[07:40.00]Close the door and bar the gate, but keep the windows clean
[07:40.00]Gods alive inside a movie! watch the silver screen!
[07:40.00]Rum was served to all the traitors; pygmies held themselves in check
[07:40.00]Bloodhounds nosed around the houses, down dark alleys sailors crept
[07:40.00]Six bells struck, the pot was boiling - soup spilled out on passers-by
[07:40.00]Angels mumbled incantations, closely watched by God on high
[07:40.00]Lightning struck out - fire and brimstone! boiling oil and shrieking steam!
[07:40.00]Darkness struck with molten fury, flashbulbs glorified the scene
[07:40.00]Not a man who had a finger, not a man who could be seen
[07:40.00]Nothing called (not name nor number) - echo stormed its final scream
[07:40.00]Daybreak washed with sands of gladness, rotting all it rotted clean
[07:40.00]Windows peeped out on their neighbors, inside fireside bedsides gleam
[07:40.00]Shalimar, the trumpets chorused, angels wholly all shall take
[07:40.00]Those alive will meet the prophets, those at peace shall see their wake