High up in a mountain in a mountain tree
There jumped a little frog does alchemy
And he makes liquid light and color
When I was on the mountain in the mountain tree
I drank a funky potion that the frog made me
As he was singin' a song about Aslan
CHORUS:
And he was singing:
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o, yeah-yah-ah
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o, yeah-yah-ah
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o, yeah-yah-ah
Giant birds of ancient, overhead in motion
They called to the mountain wouldn't trouble the ocean
And out tumbled the Narnian Children
I reeled with the dragons and the funny-colored knights
Til my eyes exploded into diamond lights
Electric lights and sapphire-blue
(CHORUS)
(distorted SOLO)
When the moon of lapis blue was up in the tippy-drippin' light
Upon the spatial-spectral electrical warm and windy night
I was leaning on a sycamore dreamin'
Ab'lee dab'lee skiddle-dee-beep, n'bop, n'diddle-dee-dee
And high upon a mountain in my own tree
You'll find me singin' to the ballad of Aslan
And I'll be singin'....
(CHORUS, play F-G twice)