The Incredible String Band - Puppet Song lyrics
[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 the 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 it's 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
And 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'
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 the 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 it's 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
And 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'