歌曲名 The Trip (Single Version) 歌手名 Donovan

作词：D Leitch

作曲：D Leitch

We was a d d d driving downtown Ad

About amidnight hour

And it almost b b blew my mind

I got caught in a coloured shower

All those lights were

t t twinkling on Sunset

I saw a sign in the sky

It said T t t trip a t trip I triP trip

I couldn't keep up up if I tried

Ah we stepped down to reality company

To get some instant sleep

And the driver turned I said

Welcome back

He smiled and he said Beep beep

What goes on Chick a chick

What goes on I really wanna know

What goes on all around me

What goes on I really wanna know

When in should

come a my dream woman

She got sequins in her hair

Like she stepped out off

of a Fellini film

She sat in a white straw chair

But I thought

I'd take a second look

Just to see what I could see

And my scene had popped out

like a bubble does

There was nobody there but me

I said Girl you drank a lot of drink ME

But you ain't in a Wonderland

You know I might a be there

to greet you child

When your tripping ship touches sand

What goes on Chick a chick

What goes on I really wanna know

What goes on Chick a chick

What goes on I really wanna know

A silver goblet of wine is a to be

Held in a bejewelled glove

And her knights

they toast the tournament

The falcons they fly above

And the queen will

a drink of the dew tonight

But the jester she cries alone

Because Merlin

he spoke of an instant spell

To make the devil's white knights moan

And a all in all the seagull said

As I look to where I've been

The whole wide human race

Has a taken far too much Methedrine

What goes on Chick a chick

What goes on I really wanna know

What goes on So near

What goes on I really wanna know

Yeah well come on

We sat in a velvet jewel case

With sparkles everywhere

And Julian he sat

on a diamond ring

And a talked of the days gone by

We spoke of a common kaleidoscope

And the pros and the cons of Zen

And he spoke

and a said for a piece of cake

He really did have a yen

Bobby Dylan he sat the Mad Hatter

A broken hour glass in his hand

And a Joannie sat in a white lace

Looking cool with a black lace fan

What goes on Chick a chick

What goes on I really wanna know

What goes on Yes please tell me

What goes on I really wanna know