The King Of The Mountain Cometh - T. Rex

Du-duluddle,

Luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Ow The King of the Mountain cometh

On his arm there was a dove

In livery green and tapestry clean

He called it his Falcon of Love, oh yeah

Called his Falcon of Love

Du-duluddle du doh

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Ahhh

The Mage of the Midnight Abbey

Was a child of fifteen years

His eyes were bored with galactic lore

He had points upon his ears, oh yeah

Points upon his ears

Du-duluddle du doh

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Ahhh

The Wild-Witch Wizard Alisha

Was a changeling son from Mars

He learned his song from the Cosmic Throngs

And played them on a Fender guitar, oh yeah

And played them on a Fender guitar

Du-duluddle du doh

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Ahhh

The woman from the Plateaus of Persia

Came to sell me a wonderous thing

In a horn of oak with a sulpherous smoke

She gave me King Solomon’s Ring, oh yeah

Gave me the magical thing

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau

Ow The King of the Mountain cometh

On his arm there was a dove

In livery green and tapestry clean

He callde it his Falcon of Love, oh yeah

Called his Falcon of Love

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau