"A Rum Tale" as written by and Keith Reid Gary Brooker....
She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good
I've taken to drinking, and given up food
I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun
I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum

I'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it down
If no one will pay me I'll burn down the town
I'll rent out an aircraft and print on the sky
If God likes my story then maybe he'll buy

I'm buying a ticket for places unknown
It's only a one-way: I'm not coming home
She's swallowed my secret, and taken my name
To follow my footsteps and knobble me lame

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"A Rum Tale" as written by Keith Reid Gary Brooker


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    General CommentKeith Reid is one of the greatest lyricists of all time, and this underrated song is the one he identified as his favorite in an interview. But then, nearly all of his songs are seriously underrated, aside from Whiter Shade of Pale, of course. This one has a lot of feeling in it. The lines "I'm buying a ticket for places unknown/ It's only a one way; I'm not coming home" is one that expresses perfectly that kind of feeling that is connected to seeing a toxic relationship for what it is and finally arriving at that place where you just want to be free, to fly away from it once and for all and not come back.
    JT1968on May 22, 2017   Link

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