Procol Harum - Long Gone Geek lyrics

Prisoners reading the sheriff's mail

He's strapped down to a swivel chair

Trying to swivel right out of there

Pin-striped sweet's in cell 15

Convinced his self it's all a dream

He's got a pet black tabby cat

That carries a gun and wears a stetson hat

The door flies open, in strides geek

Looking like the front page of newsweek

He says to lou in a voice of glee,

'what's the matter, ain't you glad to see me?'

Lou's on the floor 'cause he can't stand up

As green as a leaf in a tea-cup

When on to geek's back jumps a stetson-hatted cat

Which breaks geek's neck like he was a rat

Long gone geek!