PROCOL HARUM - HOMBURG
(G. Brooker; K. Reid)
Stateside HSS 1222

Your multilingual business friend has packed her bags and fled
Leaving only ashfilled ashtrays and the lipsticked unmade bed
The mirrors of reflection have climbed back upon the wall
For the floor she found descended and the ceiling was too tall

Your trousers cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong
You'd better take off your homburg 'cause your overcoat is too long

The town clock in the market square stands waiting for the hour
When it's hands they both turn backwards and on meeting will devour
Both themselves and also any fool who dares to tell the time
And the sun and moon will shudder and the signpost ceased to sign

Your trousers cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong
You'd better take off your homburg 'cause your overcoat is too long

Your trousers cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong
You'd better take off your homburg 'cause your overcoat is too long

Ah, your trousers cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong
You'd better take off your homburg 'cause your overcoat is too long