A Whiter Shade of Pale - Procol Harum

We skipped the light fandango Turning cartwheels across the floor I was feeling kind of seasick When the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away And we called out for another drink And the waiter brought a tray And so we watched and waited As the mirror told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Boy, it was a whiter shade of pale He said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see That I wandered through my playing cards Would just not let, let her be One of 16 vestal virgins Who are leaving now for the coast And although my eyes was open They might have just as well have been closed And so we must have waited as she went along As the mirror told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Oh, it was just a whiter shade of pale

Most all of my life I've been pretty clean But my best friend's wife was the best girl I've ever seen It was like she stepped straight out of the silver screen And hit me right between the eyes I guess I'm more appealing than I thought I was 'Cause the next thing I knew, her smile was flashing applause And I was contemplating breaking that big law Was that really such a surprise? Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are telling me, "Shop it around!" My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel The juggernaut rolled on and pretty soon We were doing truck-stops in that old rundown room And it looked like nothing could burst the balloon And we got careless and discovered Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are telling me I gotta shop it around My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel Society keeps saying, "Whoa! Hold it down!" Billboards are scrreaming, "Shop it around!" My life before her was some kind of hell Till those nights at the Last Chance Motel Got myself beaten up and ostracised Punishment for running wild, and all those lies She got a bullet between those big blue eyes I left my heart at the Last Chance Motel

Strangers in space Passing through time Travellers in haste Partners in crime Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Something uncovered Something unsaid Strangely repeated Long ago dead Trace of the feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Strangers in space Travellers in time Passing in haste Partners in crime Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Fruits of discovery Some distant form Something repeated, whoa Something reborn Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Something uncovered Something unsaid Strangely repeated Long ago Trace of a feeling Trace of regret Hard to remember Hard to forget Trace of a feeling Trace of regret

It's the final throw The final blow Break or bust We must make our thrust Lose or win We can't give in Right or wrong We must go on There's no time for doubt We must fight it out Lose or win We can't give in Gain or blow We must take our throw Place or show We can't let go (we can't let go) (We won't let go) It's the final throw The final blow Faith or doubt We must cast them out Lose or win We can't give in Break or bust It's the final thrust There's no time for doubt We must fight it out Lose or win We can't give in Gain or blow We must take our throw Place or show We can't let go There's no time for doubt We must fight it out Lose or win We can't give in Gain or blow We must take our throw Place or show We can't let go (we can't let go) (We won't let go)