Lyrics - The Trip by Donovan

We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown
L.
A.,
About a-midnight 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 trippin' 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.

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