Phish - Wilson Lyrics
WilsonWilsonWilsonWilsonOh out near stonehenge, I lived aloneOh out near gamehendge, I chafed a boneWilson, king of prussia, I lay this hate on youWilson, duke of lizards, I beg it all trune for youTalk my duke a mountain, helping friendly bookInasfar as fiefdom, I think you bad crookWilson, king of prussia, I lay this hate on youWilson, duke of lizards, I beg it all trune for youWilsonWilsonWilsonWilsonI talked to mike christian, rog and pete the sameWhen we had that meeting, over down near game(henge)Wilson, king of prussia, I lay this hate on youWilson, duke of lizards, I beg it all trune for youYou got me back thinkin that youre the worst oneI must inquire, wilson, can you still have fun?Wilson, can you still have fun?Wilson, can you still have fun?Wilson