Whiter Shade of Pail

We sipped a litre of tango

Left buckets at the door

Minister Murphy was feeling kind of queasy

But the crowd yelled out for more

Their mood was getting darker

As the water didn’t spray

When we called out for another drink

The waiter he said nay


NIW CEO said there was perhaps a reason

And the quick thaw was plain to see

That he wandered through his playing cowards

But they would not let him flee

OFMDFM emerging

Who were reeling at his boast

And although our taps were open

They might have well been closed


And so it was that later

As NI Water told their tale

Their CEO was just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pail