Long Gone Geek Songtext
von Procol Harum

Weird goings-on at the county jail
Prisoners reading the sheriffs mail
He′s strapped down to a swivel chair
Trying to swivel right out of there

Pin-striped sweets in cell 15
Convinced himself 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
And green as a leaf in a tea-cup

When on to geeks back jumps a Stetson-hatted cat
Which breaks geeks neck like he was a rat (yeah)

Long gone geek
Long gone geek
Long gone geek (whoa, that′s what I'm talkin′ about)
Long gone geek

Long gone geek
Long gone geek (just wanna be)
Long gone geek
Long gone geek, yeah
Long gone geek (if you're ready, that′s it)
(Come on, you're a long gone geek, hey)