| Song | Good Captain Clack |
| Artist | Procol Harum |
| Album | 30th Anniversary Anthology |
| Still scowling black | |
| Good captain clack | |
| Must eat his humble pie | |
| His bed is made | |
| The colours fade | |
| His eyes once wet are dry | |
| The naked muse | |
| Who sits and chews | |
| Tobacco off a tree | |
| Removes his shoes | |
| Gives way to booze | |
| And searches endlessly | |
| See the naked jumberlack | |
| Sip his aphrodisiac | |
| Cotton-picking farmers three | |
| Though i lost my weather vane | |
| And of sense i have one grain | |
| I'm content sipping lemon tea |