Quite Rightly So:Procol Harum. #50 in UK in 1968. INTRO: #1. For you whose eyes were opened wide....whilst mine refused to see. I’m sore in need of saving grace....be kind and humour me. I’m lost amidst a sea of wheat..... where people speak but seldom meet. And grief and laughter strange but true...although they die they seldom crrrrrry. #2. An ode by any other name yeah.....I   know might read more sweet. Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat. But still in closing let me say.......for those too sick yeah too sick to see..though nothing shows yes someone knows.. I wish that one was me. (INTERLUDE:) (2x).. #3. An ode by any other name yeah.....I   know might read more sweet. Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat. But still in closing let me say.......for those too sick too sick to see..though nothing shows yes someone knows.. I wish that one was me. OUTRO: Though nothing shows....yes someone knows.. I wish that one was me. Though nothing shows....yes someone knows.. I wish that one was me..(Fade.) A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.