Easter Dancing in Linz

The President for most of the service

The priest got to say a prayer

Dance- the perfect end

For some reason, Noel Coward came to mind- can't think why.

DANCE LITTLE LADY
Words - Noel Coward

Though your only seventeen, far too much of life you've seen
syncopated child.
Maybe if you only knew, where your path is leading to,
you'd come home less wild.
But I know it's vain, trying to explain,
while there's this insane, music in your
brain.

REFRAIN
Dance, dance, dance, little lady! Youth is fleeting to the
rhythm beating in your mind.
Dance, dance, dance, little lady, so obsessed with second
best, no rest, you'll ever find.
Time and tide and trouble, never, never wait,
let this cauldron bubble, justify your fate.
Dance, dance, dance, little lady, dance, dance, dance, little lady!
Leave tomorrow behind.

(Tempo di Charleston)
When the saxophone gives a wicked moan,
Charleston. Hey! Hey!
Rhythms, fall and,
rise, start dancing
to the tune the band's crooning for soon the
night will be gone. Start swaying
like a read without heeding the speed that hur-
ries you on. 
African melodies,
syncopate your nerves till your body curves,
drooping, stooping,
laughter, someday,
dies, and when the
lights are starting to gutter,
dawn through the shutter,
shows you're living in a world of
lies.