Skeptic at the feast in ashes
Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
Funeral parlour guests invited
Mourning poorly worn by all
Old and mouldy words of passion
Savage Rose destroyed them all
Wrote her fate in neon captions
Slender sender made me crawl
Playmate of the
Mouth expected
Passionata bless the small
Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
Slippery sliding ten feet tall
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.34]Skeptic at the feast in ashes
[00:18.21]Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
[00:25.56]Funeral parlour guests invited
[00:26.73]Mourning poorly worn by all
[00:59.67]Old and mouldy words of passion
[01:04.74]Savage Rose destroyed them all
[01:13.98]Wrote her fate in neon captions
[01:21.18]Slender sender made me crawl
[01:56.85]Playmate of the
[01:57.15]Mouth expected
[01:57.51]Passionata bless the small
[01:58.08]Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
[01:58.80]Slippery sliding ten feet tall
Skeptic at the feast in ashes
Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
Funeral parlour guests invited
Mourning poorly worn by all
Old and mouldy words of passion
Savage Rose destroyed them all
Wrote her fate in neon captions
Slender sender made me crawl
Playmate of the
Mouth expected
Passionata bless the small
Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
Slippery sliding ten feet tall
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.34]Skeptic at the feast in ashes
[00:18.21]Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
[00:25.56]Funeral parlour guests invited
[00:26.73]Mourning poorly worn by all
[00:59.67]Old and mouldy words of passion
[01:04.74]Savage Rose destroyed them all
[01:13.98]Wrote her fate in neon captions
[01:21.18]Slender sender made me crawl
[01:56.85]Playmate of the
[01:57.15]Mouth expected
[01:57.51]Passionata bless the small
[01:58.08]Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
[01:58.80]Slippery sliding ten feet tall
Cellar full of diamonds, turret full of gold
All for a mermaid's locket, too much to hold
Drink the seals' blood from the ocean,
Drink the whole ocean...
(brooker / reid)
Skip softly, my moonbeams, avoid being seen
Pretend that perhaps you are part of a dream
Which (seen by some other such person as me)...
The bell on my door rang this morning
From the kitchen I called "Who's that there?"
Through the letter box came a grappling hook
Which grappled me rig...
(brooker / reid)
My prussian-blue electric clock's
And i can see no end in sight
And search in vain by candlelight
For some long road that goes nowher...
Artist: Procol Harum
Album: Procol Harum
Title: A Whiter Shade of Pale
We skipped the light Fandango
And turned cartwheels across the floor
I was fee...
I sat me down to write a simple story
which maybe in the end became a song
In trying to find the words which might begin it
I found these were the tho...
You'd better listen anybody, 'cos I'm gonna make it clear
that my life is unimportant; what I've done I did through fear
There's a river running throu...