T. Rex - Strange Orchestras Lyrics
Saw a face in a conical of lace, it was a strange orchestraMannikin skin pounding on a bass-drum, strange orchestraLillipution, evil in the eyes of the man with the leaf harpHe lusts for the urchin hiding under mountains of moleskinA big cat like t-tyrannosaurus going to LilliputThe ensemble make a tiny rumble, the celloist solosThe sky blackens and the bass string slackens and they stand statuesquelyThen they giggle and they wiggle through the door in the big dark oak tree