Interested in Cryptocurrency?
Visit best CoinMarketCap alternative. Real time updates, cryptocurrency price prediction...

Harum Procol lyrics

A Whiter Shade Of Pale

Original and similar lyrics
We skipped the light fandango turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick but the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink the waiter brought a tray And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale She said, 'There is no reason and the truth is plain to see.' But I wandered through my playing cards and would not let her be one of sixteen vestal virgins who were leaving for the coast and although my eyes were open they might have just as well've been closed She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,' though in truth we were at sea so I took her by the looking glass and forced her to agree saying, 'You must be the mermaid who took Neptune for a ride.' But she smiled at me so sadly that my anger straightway died If music be the food of love then laughter is its queen and likewise if behind is in front then dirt in truth is clean My mouth by then like cardboard seemed to slip straight through my head So we crash-dived straightway quickly and attacked the ocean bed

A Whiter Shade Of Pale

JOHNNY RIVERS "Realization"
We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick The crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away So we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray And so it was baby As the miller told his tale How her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale He said, there is no reason And the truth is plain to see And I wandered through my playing cards Would not let her be One of sixteen vestal virgins Leaving for the coast And although my eyes were wide open, girl They just might as well be closed And so it was baby As the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale And so it was baby As the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale We skipped the light fandango

Quietly Making Noise

JIMMY BUFFETT "Fruitcakes"
Oscar Wilde died in bed Several floors above my head Living well beyond his means In that crazy Paris scene Rain falls down in sheets so clear No one ever calls me here Traveling by my self these days I'm into jazz and felt berets Far from the that old eastern shore Searching for strange metaphors I don't want to be another victim of fashion I don't want to see my name in the paper each day Leave that to the young Turks They're more handsome and dashing Posing for paparazzi's down Laguna way Down in the metro I feel the world start to multiply Bastille, rubber wheels, spiked heels, subterranean lullaby Met an African prancer, a hemisphere dancer Spied the ghost of Brassens We smiled at the secret we shared And I hid it like contraband Quietly making noise, making noise Starts with kindergarten toys Not too soft not too loud Just enough to draw a crowd Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise Followed the beat, I found myself in this patois spot Outside a blizzard was blowing but inside the joint was hot Zouk songs, rubber thongs, sing-a-longs The words flew right by my face Rhythm and motions, a blamma jamma potion You cannot erase Quietly making noise, making noise Pissin off the old killjoys Glass packs on a hot Mustang A Telecaster with a twang Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise Singers and writers and poets Have flocked here for centuries The city of light is built upon mountains of memories Baritone saxophone, monotones Speak of the voice I've heard before It's a lasting impression A Gypsy expression you cannot ignore

AIN'T LOVE A BITCH

ROD STEWART "Blondes Have More Fun"
Been in pain and I've been in shame But ain't love a bitch I been in fights, locked away for nights But ain't love a bitch I been tailed, impaled, strung up and nailed and left without a stitch I been scratched 'n' taxed 'n' finally axed But ain't love a bitch Oh I didn't understand till I was seventeen She took me way upstairs and she wiped me clean Oh I didn't realize she made a first class fool out of me Oh Maggie if you're still out there the rest is history You're all alone in the freezing cold by the underground Your hands are numb and you're feeling dumb cos you been let down You thought you were rough and kinda tough and maybe out of reach You're acting chic, playing hide 'n' seek But ain't love a bitch Oh I must state right here I been there before My eyes were closed and so my friends I still don't know the score Oh don't underestimate the strength of it It may be unwise to analyze even the cause of it You're driving home late one night and on the radio Comes an old familiar song you used to know so well (you know a lot about that) Oh I can't comprehend this thing called love Maybe it's a matter of fact I just can't grow up Deep down ain't we all a little juvenile All I really wanna know is there one sweet angel that can make me smile Ain't love a bitch Torrential rains, wars and hurricanes I wouldn't budge an inch Your rent's unpaid and your team lose again But ain't love a bitch You can lose your job, your home and your health But ain't love a bitch Take it or leave it some day you'll feel it 'cos love is the bitch Ain't love the bitch, ain't love a bitch Ain't love a bitch, ain't love a bitch Ain't love a bitch

Was it funny? Share it with friends!