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The Incredible String Band - Puppet Song lyrics
Now you may have observed if you walk into a wall you get a certain sensation of reality when you take a look through your memory book you may perceive a certain rhythmic regularity the crazy things your mind gets up to when you're away throwing clouds of rain over brightest day there was once a little man he worked all day and slept all night he looked at the sun it didn't seem bright, it didn't seen right he wondered did the world go rolling along on its own or did some spirit move it with a black cat bone and he set out to find the causes behind the events in the world and the seasons of the mind so he asked his wife about it, and his wife said yes come back and see me if it's time to know less you do too much aquestioning of the world at large everybody knows the politician's in charge so he went to the Kinghouse just the next day to see that politician with his hair dyed grey jump down turn around blow you up or kiss the ground trying to be the president of the land so gay he had false pretendies, I had to love his style bound to make some havoc with that violin smile hey, Salvador Dali, make a walking talking something you paint some freaky pictures, make a likeness of that man muchos dollars if you can so the little man asked the politician who makes the plan who makes the plan, what happens to me and who has the key now you are asking me who makes the scene his highness King Gold and Madam Silver his queen they keep it all arustling with the dollars and pounds and everyone knows that money makes the world go round so the little man asked King Gold and Madam Silver come tell me what you can and King Gold said, lifting his golden voice from his golden bed now money is something, it's a basic flow and me I am the archetype of jewels and dough I do a lot of talking both slow and fast but me make decisions, no of course it's the past for the past is something, we all have some and universal history is a bundle of fun now I'm getting sleepy, starting to nod if you want to check the picture, want to check the picture want to check it, check it with God so the little man climbed up on a rickety ladder, to the heavenly lands and he shed a tear, 'it's all so queer and it doesn't seem clear' now God was sitting easy in a heavenly chair breathing deep and lazy on the heavenly air the little man got near him just to get right from wrong said 'God are you responsible for all that goes on' God looked up from having a heavenly think he gave that little questioner a heavenly wink, saying 'men have coloured me with the colours of their minds so I find they used me as an excuse for all kinds of goofs and for crimes of all kinds all your so hard facts painted thinly on the void why were you not more pleasantly employed anything you want to do, I'm happy if you make it go right and it's true if it makes you happy you know it makes the world more bright and you shall have liberty it always was yours anyway you're one of my kind, you're an infinite mind you make each new day there's nothing more I can say' |
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