The Trip Lyrics

We was a-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.
About a-midnight hour
And it almost b-b-blew my mind
I got caught in a colored shower

All those lights were t-t-twinkling on Sunset
I saw a sign in the sky
It said, "T-t-trip a t-trip, I trip, trip"
I couldn't keep up up if I tried

Ah, we stopped down to reality company
To get some instant sleep
And the driver turned, 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

I went in to come-a my dream woman
She a-got sequins in her hair
Like she stepped out off of a F-F-Fellini film
She sat in a white straw chair

I thought, 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 been 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
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A silver goblet of wine is-a to be
A-held in a bejeweled 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 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 he 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 said 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