Ballad for loonies. 'Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief'. (Video available for those prepared to search.)
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Story behind the song
Once upon a time, there were three spheres floating in space . . .
Lyrics
A holy cow
in an old-fashioned story.
He's up there now
shining in reflected glory.
His chalky cheeks burning with pride.
We turn our backs on him, he turns the tide.
Hey diddle diddle
we're the piggies in the middle but
he's got his eye on you.
When the main star's away
the second fiddle has his day,
beaming away the blue.
Silver river ripples
in a quiet hour.
Only in the dark
can you see the power.
Flying by night
in perfect solitude.
Fly-away kite
at breathless altitude.
Hey diddle diddle,
the cow's on the fiddle and
he's trying to change your mind.
But the moon's a buffoon
and soon it will be noon
so let's just treat him kind.
