I still have copies of 'Search for the lost chord' and 'Threshold of a dream' - terrible pretentious drivel (sitting in darkened rooms singing 'om' above a dirge of sitars), I must dig them out and listen and make myself ill. I think I turned 'Evry good boy deserves favours' into a flower bowl. That last album has one of the worst lyrics I think I have ever heard -

"I can see them they can't see me
I feel out of sight.
I can see them they can't see me
Much to my delight."

That's has stayed with me for perhaps 35 years as being the nadir of the lyricist's craft

Still I must have liked it at the time.