Story Behind The Song

Yet another one I should get round to re-recording, up the tempo, more swingin' guitar, and add a harmonica

Song Description

Just messing about, playing with words, trying to tell a Dylan style story with humour

Lyrics

St George the knight in tights he
Went to the carnival and slayed the donkey
Then he went back to the village inn
And said "Who's gonna get the drinks in?"
Well the barman just handed him his coat
And said, "That aint no donkey man, that's a goat"
Well everyone laughed and George just sighed
And went and joined the other saints outside

Well I'm goin to Atlantis - see ya
I'll bring ya back a crate of beer
And a two thousand year old case of moonshine
Just make sure you keep that seat of mine
Coz Mary Jane is coming to the show
And Lucy too will show ya where to go
With a fanfare from the spectral place
Where dwells the Atlantian race

She's got rainbows in her eyes
She brought them down from the swirling skies
Just for you - to do as you will
And if you see my monkey will ya hold him until
The hurdy gurdy man arrives
With his musicbox and five fingered wives
He'll come singing songs of love
That Lucy painted in the rainbow above

I'm lookin for a change of scene
From the tavern across the village green
Where the people wear a plastic smile
And stare through their glass down the mad mile
And never leave, but hey I can see
Down there are black sheep running free
Outside the fences they never bought
Yeah they found the change that they sought

The Carnie Kid's already waiting there
One red and one green eye and dusk in his hair
To show you his box of antiquities
Brought back from beyond the seas
Where the people see the colours of their dream
Singing songs of peace for all to feel
And the gypsy carts are roaming too
Doin' just like the carnie people do

There's no gods or devils here
Just a load of lost souls fleeing from fear
Trying to find heaven in this hell
Toss a penny down the wishing well
And looking back to the stars to find
Someone to lead the kingdom of the blind
There's no salvation from up there
Only we can make a dream from a nightmare

But I'll hang with Pink in the meanwhile
The Lizard and the Walrus always make me smile
On the other side of this crazy world
Where no conscious stone can be hurled
Where it isn't mocked to paint yourself
Every day's the 25th of the 12th
See you there if you decide to go
Or I'll send you a postcard from the show