From The Well's on Fire (2003) by Procol Harum

An Old English Dream (Brooker, Reid) - 4:41

They say this fair city has ten thousand souls
Some live in mansions
And some live in holes
Some eat from silver
And some eat from gold
Some sift through garbage
And sleep in the cold

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream

Once we had a country
And thought it so fair
If you look through the mirror
You can still find it there
But now our great country
Is broken and torn
And all of its promise
And liberties worn

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream

I saw a great plain in winter
All covered in snow
Ten thousand soldiers
That marched to and fro
I saw a broken down building
With ten thousand doors
But none of them open
And none of them yours

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream

Shadow Boxed (Brooker, Reid) - 3:34

I've been body swerved, close observed
Down the well, kiss and tell
I've been lost an' found, underground
Good as gold, overload

I've been crazy glued, baby blued
Off the wall, too close to call
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

I've been squeezed an' stroked, okee-doked
Gone an' went, heaven sent
I've been fluffed an' fussed, cuffed an' cussed
Show of hands, shadow lands

I've been down to the wire, house on fire
Reconditioned, under suspicion
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

I've been instant karma, Dalai Lama
Living proof, an' cosmic truth
I've been powder kegged, heavy lead
Out of bounds, what's that sound

I've been down to the wire, house on fire
Reconditioned, under suspicion
I've been lost an' found, underground
Good as gold, overload

I've been crazy glued, baby blued
Off the wall, too close to call
I've been Chinese rocks
I've been shadow boxed

A Robe of Silk (Brooker, Reid) - 2:43

A robe of silk I'd be to you
And on our dreams we'd journey to
A land where shepherds herded sheep
An' all we wished within our reach
And golden sun an' silver light
To bright our day and quiet our night
And everybody else had flown
An' there was only us alone

And on our voyage I'd try to be
The only star that you could see
And guide you safe till night was done
An' then perhaps become the sun
And when you laid you down to sleep
A constant vigil I would keep
Though everybody else had flown
An' there was only us alone

The Blink of an Eye (Brooker, Reid) - 4:42

It was all over in the blink of an eye
Thousands of people walking by
A big black bird swooped out of the sky
Nobody knew the reason why

It was all over in a few seconds flat
Blue skies turned grey at the drop of a hat
Pillars of dust blocked out the sun
All that the people could do was run

We thought we were living on easy street
But they pulled the rug from under our feet

It was all over in an avalanche of pain
And now the world can never be the same
The dreams of so many have gone up in smoke
The ones who are left don't know how to cope

We thought we were living on easy street
But they pulled the rug from under our feet
They pulled the rug from under our feet

The VIP Room (Brooker, Reid) - 4:55

If I'm gonna die
Wanna die in the VIP room
Not out in the cold
With the rest of the goons
If I'm gonna choke
Gotta be on a silver spoon
If I'm gonna croak
Gotta be on a velvet rope

If I'm eating pie
I want the best silver plate
I ain't gonna lie
I want a big slice of the cake
If we're drinking fine champagne
Then I'm drinking a lake
I've gotta be eating
Off the fine silver plate

I wanna be shining
Up there with the stars
Gonna get me a sun tan
An' some big fat cigars
Gotta buy me some poon tang
With real crazy jars
I wanna be shining
Up there with the stars

If I'm gonna die
Wanna die in the VIP room
Not out in the cold
With the rest of the goons
If I'm gonna choke
Gotta be on a silver spoon
If I'm gonna die
I wanna die in the VIP room

The Question (Brooker, Reid) - 5:01

Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should check yourself out
Your past is wide open to question
Your future is clouded in doubt
Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should stand back and think
Are you gonna be making a difference
Or are you gonna be making a stink

Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should stand back and ask
Are you really up to the challenge
Do you feel you're facing the task
Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should know what it means
Have you always been mister blameless
Have you always kept your hands clean

Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should see if it's wise
Would you pass a vigorous inspection
Can you not be cut down to size
Before you go pointing the finger
Maybe you should stand back and think
Are you gonna be making a difference
Or are you gonna be making a stink

The World Is Rich (Brooker, Reid) - 5:20

This world is rich, but it is not mine
Where I live, hungry children are crying
I am not angry, at my own condition
I just want people to know my position

This world is rich, but it is not mine
My people are starving, that must be a crime
When some have so much, and some have so little
There must be a place, we can meet in the middle

This world is rich, but it is not mine
This world is rich, but it is not mine

Our water is poisoned, poverty's intense
We cry inequality, they just build a fence
We don't even own, the ditch where we're dying
This world is rich, but it is not mine

This world is rich, but it is not right
We're asking for help, before we run out of time
We can't live on talk, we just need a hand
We'll walk from the slums, to the promised land

This world is rich, but it is not mine

Fellow Travellers (Fisher, Reid) - 4:47

This life is a journey
From shadow to shadow
We are all fellow travelers
To the end of the day

This life is blindness
Fill it with kindness
Love marks the times as
We pass on our way

All of us needing
Something to believe in
To be the best we can

This life is a fable
From the grave to the cradle
A slow dance through the dark night
To the sweet light we crave

All of us needing
Something to believe in
To be the best we can

This life is a journey
From shadow to shadow
We are all fellow travelers
To the end of the day

We are all fellow travelers
At the end of the day

Wall Street Blues (Brooker, Reid) - 4:26

You bought the pitch
The whole nine yards
The shiny dream
The house of cards
But now your dream's
Gone down the drain
The house of cards
A house of pain
They promised riches
Over-night
They stitched you up
It hurts alright
They took your money
An' your shoes
And now you've got
The Wall Street blues

You bought the dream
New lamps for old
You thought the streets
Were paved with gold
They filled your hands
With tinsel and glitter
It tasted sweet
But soon turned bitter
You took the bait
They reeled you in
An' now the future's
Lookin' grim
They took your money
And your shoes
And now you've got
The Wall Street blues

They said the market
Could never go down
They took your savings
And then left town
They couldn't have done it
Without your greed
They only satisfied
A need
You tried to make
An easy buck
They pulled the plug
And now you're stuck
They took your money
And your shoes
I guess you've got
The Wall Street blues

The Emperor's New Clothes (Brooker, Reid) - 4:17

We've seen it before
The high flying act
Is it manic delusion
Or a statement of fact
That hot fevered brow
Them bright shining eyes
The hand on the heart
Those self serving lies
It's an ancient tradition
But everyone knows
Them gaudy old rags
Are the emperor's new clothes

We've heard it before
Your ego parade
You're always so sure
A hollow charade
You promise the moon
An' squander the earth
The only person you fool
Is yourself
It's an ancient condition
But everyone knows
Them gaudy old rags
Are the emperor's new clothes

We've seen it before
Those crocodile tears
The well should'a run dry
It's been so many years
You throw us a bone
Then ask for it back
The only thing you own
You stole from our backs
It's an ancient religion
But everyone knows
Them gaudy old rags
Are the emperor's new clothes

So Far Behind (Brooker, Reid) - 3:51

Your convent cloistered cluttered mind
Calls out for me, but I'm behind
An' cannot see into your room
Whose perfumed depths sing songs of gloom
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

An Ali Baba you would be
In search of treasure endlessly
An' like some jewel you'd plunder me
And in some showcase I would be
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

Wild horses could not change your mind
Or help you out an' let you find
That I am neither cold nor blind
That I have something left to find
And I am cold and cannot see a way out of this mystery

Every Dog Will Have His Day (Brooker, Fisher, Reid) - 5:20

You can give a dog a kicking
You can give a dog a bone
If you give your dog a kicking
Don't expect him to come home
You can call your dog a mongrel
You can call your dog a stray
Just remember in the end that

Every dog will have his day
Every dog will have his day Lord
Every dog will have his day
Just remember in the end that
Every dog will have his day

You can treat your dog with kindness
You can treat your dog with grace
Just remember in the end that
Every dog must know his place

Every dog must know who's master
Every dog must know who's boss
But whenever you run faster
It's the dog who ends up lost

Every puppy chews its balls Lord
Every puppy loves to scratch
When a puppy chews its balls Lord
Then you know you've met your match

Every dog will have his day Lord
Every dog will have his day
Just remember in the end that

Every dog just loves to play
Every dog just loves to play Lord
Every dog just loves to play
Just remember in the end that
Every dog will have his day

Weisselklenzenacht (The Signature) (Arlen, Brooker, Harburg, Reid) - 5:24

Instrumental