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letra de on we went - the jeffrey lewis & peter stampfel band

[verse 1]
there was a sound in the town and it followed us around
it was loud, it was proud, it was coming from a crowd
they were glad, and they had a scene that was really mad
there were loons playing tunes on inflatable balloons
there were goons with harpoons waiting in adjacent rooms
we were masked & we asked “what’s the purpose of this task?”
someone smiled at her child, and she said “this is a trial
it’s a test and the best will be judged by all the rest
now my dear, lookee here, see the fellow with the spear?
it’s his job now to lob it above the happy mob
it will fly through the sky ’til it penetrates the eye
of the beast to the east, then we’ll eat it for a feast
i’ve got dibs on the ribs, but the rest is up for grabs”
then she ran to a man with a hammer in his hand
and he said “now it’s dead” and he hit it on the head
and it fell down a well and it plummeted to h-ll
and we heard not a word, but the chirping of a bird
was the sign it was time and the bells began to chime
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on they went, on they went, on they went and went and went
on they went, on they went, on they went and went and went
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)

[verse 2]
then the dude with the food kept the audience subdued
and the rear gave a cheer as they opened up the beer
so we sat, just like that, and we ate a plate of fat
it felt good like it should so we went and got some wood
for the fire, it grew higher, and i had a strange desire
just to peek down the beak of a bird that couldn’t speak
what i saw in its maw went against all natural law
yes of course, it was a horse, the bird had ate without remorse
quite a shame, for the mane was the obstacle to blame
quite a wreck in its neck the little bird did not expect
and it died and we cried and we all went back inside
where the folks wearing cloaks all looked up as we approached
there were cults of adults worshiping some nuts and bolts
and a wench with a wrench gave a sermon from a bench

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on they went, on they went, on they went and went and went
on they went, on they went, on they went and went and went
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
[verse 3]
so we split in a bit with a small construction kit
till we spilled down a hill landing by a sugar mill
where a stream hit a beam that converted it to steam
till it got to a spot where it powered a robot
made of tin, with a grin, carrying the barrels in
a creak in its cheek was the sound that it could speak
but we knew from this clue what it was about to do
come to meet us, come to greet us, and we hoped it wouldn’t eat us
we were scared, tension flared, but we suddenly were spared
when its face was erased by a bolt from outer sp-ce
moments later an invader stood up from the smoking crater
it was green, it was mean, and it had a big machine
made of cr-p, through a flap it went in and took a nap
and it seemed like it dreamed visions that were color themed
first was red, like a thread weaving circles ’round its head
as it flowed, orange glowed, spilling out onto the road
then was yellow on a pillow floating by a weeping willow
what a scene, rippled green, continuing the creature’s dream
blue as night filled our sight and the creature sat upright
the next show was indigo and it got prepared to go
with a smile it turned violet and it motioned to the pilot
with a cough, they took off and the rocket was aloft
we felt brave so we gave some goodbye shouting and a wave
then we lay in the hay thinking of our busy day
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on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went
on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)

[verse 4]
nice and warm was the norm, then a sudden thunderstorm
made us flee for a tree as a dryer place to be
as we stood by the wood a lightning bolt up to no good
took a dunk, hit the trunk, burnt to ash that really stunk
it was brief but the grief that it brought to every leaf
was corrosive, quite a dose of lightning that was so explosive
that the spark left the bark black and twisted in the dark
and the rain made it plain that we had to go again
as we trode down the road came along a h-rny toad
and it hopped ’til it stopped where the hedges all were propped
on the edge of the hedge was a little window ledge
and he knocked with a rock and the window came unlocked
don’t forget, we were wet, so we did things i regret
as it opened we were hopin’ to climb down and threw a rope it
where it ended we descended, but the toads were all offended
once inside it we alighted, but we hadn’t been invited
so with sticks and with bics and with lots of froggy kicks
as predicted we were kicked till we were forcefully evicted
down a hole, where a mole gathered barrels-full of coal
he was blind but could find what he needed with his mind
and he thought us so he caught us and then this is what he taught us
nothing shines in these mines but there are some subway lines
if you wait by the gate there’s a train coming at 8
from the deep, and it’s cheap, and it climbs in tracks so steep
that i bet you it will get you out of here and i’ll forget you
and with that, down he sat down on a little wooden mat
we were numbed as he hummed with a guitar that he strummed
just two chords evermore that they’d never heard before

[verse 5]
then, my friend, comprehend just what came around the bend
not a train but a brain with some seats built in a frame
on the top, like a mop, and it shuddered to a stop
so we climbed on the mind and we left that place behind
glad we made it, sunset faded as our steed accelerated
i concur all was a blur so we knew not where we were
all was black along the track till we saw ahead a shack
then we halted and exalted we excited we pole vaulted
off our chairs down the stairs, and took the doorman unawares
so our troupe in a group got inside in one fell swoop
till the guard from the yard asked to see a certain card
which in fact we all lacked so we gave him quite an act
“look,” we cried, “we’re inside we’re genuine and bona fide
we’re all dressed in a vest from our back up to our chest
we used combs on our domes right before we left our homes
we wore pants in advance so it wasn’t left to chance
if we choose to wear shoes you’ll be first to hear the news
but our socks no one mocks, it’s a mild paradox
so you see, them and me, we’d be lovely company
for your lair, if you care to, well that was back in there
music pours through the doors, we’re all hoping that it’s yours”
“yes it’s true, it’s for you,” he explained, and waved us through

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on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went
on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)
(on we went, on we went, on we went and went and went)

- the jeffrey lewis peter stampfel band

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