| Once upon a time
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| Way back a long time ago,
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| When the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than
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| Mark bolman
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| Oh, thank you frank
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| And don’t misspell it,
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| That’s not marc bolan
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| That’s mark volman
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| Hiya friends
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| I wanna welcome each and everyone of you
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| I wanna say to you tonight
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| I feel great
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| I mean, I feel great
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| Everywhere I go people are always comin' up to me
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| And they say mark, mark, mark
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| Mark are you kiddin'
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| Lemme tell you this friends:
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| I am not kiddin'
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| I mean, I am portly and I am maroon
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| Well, how many people here tonight can guess what I am?
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| Aaaah
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| I can’t guess what you are
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| Well, then I’ll give you some clues
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| And the first clue is
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| I am portly
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| Does that help?
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| Not much
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| No, I don’t know who you are
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| Okay, I got one
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| Clue number two:
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| I am double knit
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| Does that help?
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| No, not much
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| Whaddya mean?
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| Well, then I’ve to give you one more clue
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| I know this is gonna give it away
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| And I hate like damn to tell you this
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| But clue number three:
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| Ich bin maroon!
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| Ahhhhhhhh you’re a sofa!
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| Once upon a time
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| Way back a long time ago,
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| When the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than
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| Mark volman …
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| Thank you, frank
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| … trying to convince each and every member
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| Of this extremely hip audience here tonight,
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| That he was nothing more, nothing less
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| Than a fat maroon sofa,
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| Suspended in the midst of a great emptiness
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| A light shined down from heaven (* twinkling sounds *)
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| And there he was ladies and gentleman, the good lord
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| And he took, he took a look at the sofa,
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| And he said to himself
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| «quite an attractive sofa»
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| «this sofa could be commercial»
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| With a few more margaritas and the right company
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| However, I digress
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| «what this sofa needs"said the big 'g'
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| «is a bit of flooring underneath of it»
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| And so in order to make this construction project possible,
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| He summoned the assistance of the celestial corp of engineers,
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| And, by means of a cute little song in the german language
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| (which is the way he talks whenever it’s heavy business)
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| The good lord went something like this:
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| (take it away jim pons!)
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| Gib zu mir etwas fussbodenbelag
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| Unter diesen fetten fliessenden sofa
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| Everybody!
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| Gib zu mir etwas fussbodenbelag
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| Unter diesen fetten fliessenden sofa
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| And of course ladies and gentlemen that means:
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| «give unto me a bit of flooring under this fat floating sofa»
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| And sure enough boards of oak appeared throughout the emptiness
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| As far as vision permits,
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| Stretching all the way from belfast to bogner regis
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| And the lord put aside his huge cigar
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| And proceeded to deliver unto the charming maroonish sofa
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| The bulk of his message
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| With the assistance of a small electric clarinet
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| And it went something like this…
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| Take it away jim pons!
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| Gib zu mir etwas fussbodenbelag
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| Unter diesen fetten fliessenden sofa
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| Everybody!
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| Gib zu mir etwas fussbodenbelag
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| Unter diesen fetten fliessenden sofa
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| And of course ladies and gentlemen, that means:
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| Give unto me a bit of flooring under this fat floating sofa
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| And sure enough boards of oak appeared throughout the
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| emptiness as far as vision permits,
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| stretching all the way from belfast to bagner regious
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| and the lord put aside his huge cigar and proceeded
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| to deliver unto the charming maroonish sofa the bulk
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| of his message with the assistance of a small electric
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| clarinet and he went something like… this: |