"The Trip" lyrics - DONOVAN

We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.
About a-midnight hour
And it almost bl-bl-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
I 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"

A-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

A-when into come a-my dream a-woman
A-she got sequins in her hair
A-like she stepped out off of a Fellini film
She sat in a white straw chair
A-but I thought I'd take a second look
A-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
A-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 a-wine is a-to be
A-held in a bejewelled glove
And her knights they toast the tournament
The falcons they fly above
A-but the queen will a-drink of the dew tonight
But the jester she cries alone
Because Merlin a-spoke of an instant spell
To make the devil's white knights moan
A-and a-all in all, the seagull said
"As I look to where I've been
A-the whole wide a-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? Very near
What goes on? I really wanna know
Yeah, well, come on!

A-we sat in a velvet a-jewel case
With sparkles everywhere
And a-Julian he sat on a diamond ring
And a-talked of the days gone by
A-we spoke of a common kaleidoscope
And the pros and the cons of Zen
And he spoke and a-said a-for a piece of cake
He really did a-have a yen
A-Bobby Dylan he sat The Mad a-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