It's a Mystic Trip

Lyrics

Judith, come and get your apples
 Don't expect not to be scratched
 Let them ferment in your hotbed
 Looks to me like your pilchards've hatched
 You said "Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip,"
 "Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it?"
 Trevor, come and shave your playmates
 The bells are slowing down, the sacrifice is due
 Do you have to take the choice between a single line and thin line and a wrinkled thing and a...?
 Well, you wouldn't know which part of the body really suits you
 Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip
 Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it?
 Janice, don't go and squat in the nettles
 Last week three people came in to be dignified and they all got stung
 Lucy put a bean in her nostril
 And Mr. Watkins said "Well, where there's a barrel, there's a bung!"
 Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip
 Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it?
 Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip
 Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it?
 Try it?
 Try it?

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Song Details

Duration
02:58
Key
7
Tempo
106 BPM

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