Passing through the corridor I came upon an aging knight Who leaned against the wall in gnarly armor He was on his way to see the king Wilson Wilson Wilson He led me through the streets of Prussia talking As he tried to crush a bug that scurried underneath his boot heel He said there was a place where we should go So he lead me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which We wandered 'til we reached a bubbly spring The knight grew very quiet as we stood there Then he lifted up his visor and he turned to me and he began to sing
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He said I come from the land of darkness I said I come from the land of doom He said I come from the land of Gamehendge From the land of the big baboon But I'm never never going back there And I couldn't if I tried 'Cause I come from the land of Lizards And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died
He told me that the Lizards were a race of people practically extinct From doing things smart people don't do He said that he was once a Lizard too His name was Rutherford the Brave and he was on a quest to save His people from the fate that lay before them. Their clumsy end was perilously near The Lizards would be saved, he said, if they could be enlightened By the writings of the Helping Friendly Book In all of Prussia only one existed And Wilson had declared that any person who possessed it was a crook
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The Helping Friendly Book, it seemed, possessed the ancient secrets Of eternal joy and never-ending splendor The trick was to surrender to the flow We walked along beneath the moon He lead us through the bush 'till soon We saw before our eyes a raging river He said that we could swim it if we tried And saying this the knight dove in forgetting that his suit of arms Would surely weigh him down and so he sunk And as his body disappeared before me I bowed my head in silence and remembered all thoughts that he had thunk