Gentlemen and ladies all
Please lend me your attention
I beg your pardon for my cheek
Please join this heathenreel
Strange rules has this dance;
Suffers from a serious allergy
Reddens and becomes so unkind
When people're acting just like you

The regal dance's about to start
And I am here to tell you
There's many a slip twixt cup and lip
'Tis something that could help you

On and on please join the ball
Nobody will stop you
The steps they are so simple
Look the moon is dancing too

Drink a toast with the wise man
No one will care for you
Let the dances have their go
Follow till they reach the end
Mind the minstrels, they will say:
You're just another scarecrow
Not a word a single word
Not for all the whole damn world
You say, you say
[Chorus:]
Step out of this regality dance
One foot in heaven, one in your grave
Mind this last one, it'll make you fall
A regardful bow
When your every single choice is
Taken by the spin of a penny coin

I came I saw, do not want nothing at all
Do not want to moralise you
Or spitting hateful sentences
Just trying to tease your rudimental pride

Live and let live told the wise man
There'ss no one cared for him
From the soil which is now part of
Leaving is so easier than living
He says

[Chorus:]
Step out of this regality dance
One foot in heaven, one in your grave
Mind this last one, it'll make you fall
A regardful bow
When your every single choice is
Taken by the spin of a penny coin
Bienvenu, Mesdames et Messieurs
To the Danse Paien
Please come in and hurry up or
You will miss your turn

(Solos: Jarpen, Aydan)

[Chorus:]
Step out of this regality dance
One foot in heaven, one in your grave
Mind this last one, it'll make you fall
A regardful bow
When your every single choice is
Taken by the spin of a penny coin

Step out of this regality dance
One foot in heaven, one in your grave
Mind this last one, it'll make you fall
A regardful bow
When your every single choice is
Taken by the spin of a penny coin

Face the truth are you worthy of this honesty filled
Celebration!
Another tune bursting forth from the passion that
Glides in my veins - can you feel it?
A speaking portrait's in front of me
Do you acknowledge yourself?
Who painted you?