Dwarfish Trumpet Blues

Lyrics

I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it When out of the horn came a solid silver genie Who was made just to make the little man happy As the man made sounds the genie painted fluid Mind-blowing visions on the little man's brain-box Everybody small with no lips to play the trumpet Everybody living inside a giant deaf aid Everybody's eyes crucified to the tapestry Woven by the giant with the solid silver genie Who plays the trumpet His horns are straight with parts of you He drinks from jars of morning dew His eyes a lot, we hold the key So small because there's grapes for tea