skipped a life in
Bangalore
Daring cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of 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 poker game,
and would not let her baby
One of sixteen
Vestal
Virgins
Who were leavin' for the coast
An d although my eyes were wide open
They might just as well have closed
And so it was that plain
As the miller told his tale
Let her face at first just go sweet
Through the whiter shade of pale
She said, I'm almost sure I love you
Though in truth we weren't seen
So I took her by the looking glass
an d 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 an ger straightway died
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
If music be the flute of love,
then laughter is its queen.
And likewise if behind is in front,
then dirt and truth is clean.
My mouth by then, like cardboard,
seemed to slip straight through my head.
So he crashed off straight away, quickly,
and attacked the ocean bed.
And so it was that later,
as the miller told his tale,
Better face it first, just go sleep
Turned
A .W .S .O .B.
And so it was that later,
as the miller told his tale
Better face it first, just go to sleep
Turn the water, shade of pink