King Of The Mountain Cometh — T. Rex

Du-duluddle, Luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Ow

The King of the Mountain cometh On his arm there was a dove In livery green and tapestry clean He called it his Falcon of Love, oh yeah Called his Falcon of Love

Du-duluddle du doh Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Ahhh

The Mage of the Midnight Abbey Was a child of fifteen years His eyes were bored with galactic lore He had points upon his ears, oh yeah Points upon his ears

Du-duluddle du doh Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Ahhh

The Wild-Witch Wizard Alisha Was a changeling son from Mars He learned his song from the Cosmic Throngs And played them on a Fender guitar, oh yeah And played them on a Fender guitar

Du-duluddle du doh Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Ahhh

The woman from the Plateaus of Persia Came to sell me a wonderous thing In a horn of oak with a sulpherous smoke She gave me King Solomon's Ring, oh yeah Gave me the magical thing

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau Ow

The King of the Mountain cometh On his arm there was a dove In livery green and tapestry clean He callde it his Falcon of Love, oh yeah Called his Falcon of Love

Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau, dau