Listento Water Has Memories by Pje, 208 Shazams. ByGary Graff/Billboard. Debut singles don’t come much more auspicious than Procol Harum’s “A Whiter Shade Of Pale.”. Released 50 years Thecrowd yelled out for more. The room was humming harder. As the ceiling flew away. And we called out for another drink. Ah, the waiter brought a tray. And so it was later. As the miller told his tale. That her face, at first just ghostly, Turned a whiter shade of pale. Listento free radio of all styles and trends from around the world! Turneda whiter shade of pale Lime Street Blues. length: 3:55 (brooker / reid)* Lime street in the afternoon Everybody crazy as a coon I'm running round in my underpants Trying to find some kinda romance Quarter past three [sic] on lime street I got whipped right offa my feet Dịch Vụ Hỗ Trợ Vay Tiền Nhanh 1s. *************** Brooker / ReidWe skipped the light fandangoturned cartwheels 'cross the floorI was feeling kinda seasickbut the crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderas the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkthe waiter brought a trayAnd so it was that lateras the miller told his talethat her face, at first just ghostly,turned a whiter shade of paleShe said, 'There is no reasonand the truth is plain to see.'But I wandered through my playing cardsand would not let her beone of sixteen vestal virginswho were leaving for the coastand although my eyes were openthey might have just as well've been closedShe said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'though in truth we were at seaso I took her by the looking glassand forced her to agreesaying, 'You must be the mermaidwho took Neptune for a ride.'But she smiled at me so sadlythat my anger straightway diedIf music be the food of lovethen laughter is its queenand likewise if behind is in frontthen dirt in truth is cleanMy mouth by then like cardboardseemed to slip straight through my headSo we crash-dived straightway quicklyand attacked the ocean bed A RUM TALE *************** She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me goodI've taken to drinking, and given up foodI'm buying an island, somewhere in the sunI'll hide from the natives, live only on rumI'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it downIf no one will pay me I'll burn down the townI'll rent out an aircraft and print on the skyIf God likes my story then maybe he'll buyI'm buying a ticket for places unknownIt's only a one-way I'm not coming homeShe's swallowed my secret, and taken my nameTo follow my footsteps and knobble me lame ABOUT TO DIE [MONO VERSION] *************** About to die - the crowds applaud youAbout to die - they'll resurrect youLight a candle up in kingdom comeLight the way for the saviour's sonA candle burning bright enough to tear the city downAbout to die - the crowds reward youAbout to die - their cheers ignore youLight a candle up in kingdom comeLight the way for the chosen oneNo candle burned with fire enough to tear that city downAbout to die - the crowds applaud meAbout to die - they'll resurrect meLight a candle up in kingdom comeLight the way for the savior's sonA candle burning bright enough to tear the city down AS STRONG AS SAMSON [REMIX][VERSION] *************** Psychiatrists and Lawyers destroying mankindDrivin' 'em crazy...and stealing 'em blindBankers and Brokers ruling the worldStoring the silver and hoarding the goldAin't no use in preachers preachingWhen they don't know what they're teachingThe weakest man be strong as SamsonWhen you're being held to ransomFamine and hardship in true living colourConstant reminders...the plight of our brotherDaily starvation our diet of newsFed to the teeth with a barrage of viewsAin't no use in preachers preachingWhen they don't know what they're teachingThe weakest man be strong as SamsonWhen you're being held to ransomBlack men and white men, and Arabs and JewsCausing congestion and filling the queuesFighting for freedom the truth and the wordFighting the war for the end of the worldAin't no use in preachers preachingWhen they don't know what they're teachingWeakest man be strong as SamsonWhen you're being held to ransom BARNYARD STORY TAKE 4 REMIX *************** Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your binYou're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sinI was living in the graveyard, I was hanging from the wallI was living in the desert, I was trying not to fallOnce I stood upon Olympus, then the heavens opened wideI beheld that flaming chariot and I saw the sacred brideNow and then my life seems truer, now and then my life seems pureAll in all, my thoughts are fewer - maybe death will be my cure ALL OUR DREAMS ARE SOLD *************** / / upon your fingersBells upon your toesEv'ry day's a game of chanceEv'ry body knowsIn the king's apartmentHeavy lies the crownThere must be a thousand waysTo bring that castle downWave the mighty dollarMake us live againLead and we will followFaithful to the endWave the mighty dollarPave the streets with goldLead us by the collarAll our dreams are soldRings upon your fingerStardust in your hairJumping through that wall of fireAll for the market shareIn the king's apartmentDesperate human greedTry to find a diff'rent waySatisfy that needWave the mighty dollarMake us live againLead and we will followFaithful to the endWave the mighty dollarPave the streets with goldLead us by the collarAll our dreams are sold We skipped the light FandangoKami melewatkan lampu FandangoTurned cartwheels cross the floorBerbalik roda gerobak menyilang lantaiI was feeling kind of seasickAku merasa agak mabuk lautBut the crowd called out for moreTapi orang banyak memanggil lebihThe room was humming harderRuangan itu berdengung lebih kerasAs the ceiling flew awaySaat langit-langit terbang menjauhWhen we called out for another drinkSaat kami memanggil minuman lainThe waiter brought a trayPelayan membawa nampan And so it was that laterDan begitulah nantinyaAs the Miller told his taleSeperti Miller menceritakan kisahnyaThat her face, at first just ghostlyWajahnya, awalnya hanya hantuTurned a whiter shade of paleBerbalik warna putih pucat —— organ solo ———— organ solo —— She said there is no reasonDia bilang tidak ada alasanAnd the truth is plain to seeDan kebenaran itu jelas terlihatBut I wandered through my playing cardsTapi aku berjalan melalui kartu remiAnd would not let her beDan tidak akan membiarkan dia menjadiOne of sixteen vestal virginsSatu dari enam belas vestal perawanWho were leaving for the coastSiapa yang berangkat ke pantai?And although my eyes were openDan meskipun mataku terbukaThey might just as well’ve been closedMereka mungkin juga sudah ditutup And so it was that laterDan begitulah nantinyaAs the Miller told his taleSeperti Miller menceritakan kisahnyaThat her face, at first just ghostlyWajahnya, awalnya hanya hantuTurned a whiter shade of paleBerbalik warna putih pucat And so it was…. fadeDan begitulah …. pudar ——————————————————————————————————————– —————-There is an unpublished second verseAda ayat kedua yang tidak terbacathat they included in concertsbahwa mereka termasuk dalam konser She said “I’m home on shore leave”Dia berkata “Saya pulang di pantai pergi”Though in truth we were at seaPadahal sebenarnya kami di lautSo I took her by the looking glassJadi saya membawanya dengan kaca mataAnd forced her to agreeDan memaksanya untuk setujuSaying, “You must be the mermaidMengatakan, “Anda pasti putri duyungWho took Neptune for a ride”Siapa yang mengambil Neptunus untuk naik “But she smiled at me so sadlyTapi dia tersenyum padaku dengan sangat sedihThat my anger straight way diedBahwa kemarahan saya langsung mati We skipped the light fandangoTurned cartwheels 'cross the floorI was feeling kinda seasickBut the crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderAs the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkThe waiter brought a trayAnd so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of paleShe said, "There is no reason"And the truth is plain to seeBut I wandered through my playing cardsAnd would not let her beOne of sixteen vestal virginsWho were leaving for the coastAnd although my eyes were openThey might have just as well've been closedAnd so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of paleAnd so it was...Extra versesShe said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'though in truth we were at seaso I took her by the looking glassand forced her to agreesaying, 'You must be the mermaidwho took Neptune for a ride.'But she smiled at me so sadlythat my anger straightway diedIf music be the food of lovethen laughter is its queenand likewise if behind is in frontthen dirt in truth is cleanMy mouth by then like cardboardseemed to slip straight through my headSo we crash-dived straightway quicklyand attacked the ocean bed Writer/s Gary Brooker, Keith Reid, Matthew Fisher Publisher Onward Music Limited Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind 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 mirror 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 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 Annie Lennox We skipped the light FandangoTurned cartwheels 'cross the floorI was feeling kind of seasickBut the crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderAs the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkThe waiter brought a trayAnd so it was that laterAs the Miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of pale- organ solo -She said there is no reasonAnd the truth is plain to seeBut I wandered through my playing cardsAnd would not let her beOne of sixteen vestal virginsWho were leaving for the coastAnd although my eyes were openThey might just as well've been closedAnd so it was that laterAs the Miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostlyTurned a whiter shade of paleAnd so it was.... fade-There is an unpublished second versethat they included in concertsShe said "I'm home on shore leave"Though in truth we were at seaSo I took her by the looking glassAnd forced her to agreeSaying, "You must be the mermaidWho took Neptune for a ride"But she smiled at me so sadlyThat my anger straight 'way died

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