Procol Harum Lyrics

Album: Procol Harum

A Christmas Camel Lyrics

(Brooker / Reid) 

My amazon six-triggered bride 

now searching for a place to hide 

still sees the truth quite easily 

but shrouds all else in mystery 

while madmen in top hats and tails 

impale themselves on six-inch nails 

and some Arabian also-ran 

impersonates a watering can 

Some Santa Claus-like face of note 

entreats my ears to set afloat 

my feeble sick and weary brain 

and I am overcome with shame 

and hide inside my overcoat 

and hurriedly begin to quote 

while some Arabian sheikh most grand 

impersonates a hot-dog stand 

The Red Cross ambulance outside 

can only mean that I must hide 

'til dusk and finally the night 

when I will make a hasty flight 

across the sea and far away 

to where the weary exiles stay 

and some Arabian oil-well 

impersonates a padded cell