Procol Harum Crucifiction Lane Lyrics:
(Trower / Reid)

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
through me: on its tide I tried to hide
nonetheless I could not shake it, and in the end
it swept aside all my feeble unimportance. I can't
say it, never mind Can't you hear me mother
calling you? I'm cold, I'm deaf, I'm blind And if
only 'cos you're lucky, we both know that's no
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find I did think I'd be an actor. What I am I'll
leave behind

You'd better listen anybody, 'cos it's me and you
--that's it and in case you find your maker
perhaps you'll plead for us a bit All my sick is
in my stomach, all my sweat is clearly fear and if
you could see inside me I don't think you'd have
me here Tell the helmsman veer to starboard, bring
this ship around to port and if the sea was not so
salty I could sink instead of walk And in case of
passing strangers who are standing where I fell
tell the truth: you never knew me, and in truth
it's just as well
Lyrics: Crucifiction Lane, Procol Harum [end]