The Ballad Of Aslan Marcy Playground

High up on a mountain in a mountain tree
A joyful little frog does alchemy
And he makes liquid light and color

When I was on the mountain in the mountain tree
I drank a funky potion that the frog made me
As he was singin' a song about Aslan and he was singin'

Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o

Giant birds of ancient, over-head in motion
They called to the mountain wood and troubled the ocean
Then out tumbled the Narnian children

I reeled with the dragons and their funny colored knights
'Til my eyes exploded into diamond lights
Electric lights in sapphire blue and they were singin'

Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o
Hey-o, he comes from the eastern sky-o

When the moon a lapis blue was up and tipping, dripping light
Upon the spatial spectral electrical warm and windy night
I was leaning on the sycamore dreaming