Epistle to Dippy

Look on yonder misty mountain See the young monk meditating rhododendron forest Over dusty years, I ask you What's it's been like being you? Through all levels you've been changing Getting a little bit better, no doubt The doctor bit was so far out Looking through crystal spectacles I can see I had your fun Doing us paperback reader Made the teacher suspicious about insanity Fingers always touching girl Through all levels you've been changing Getting a little bit better, no doubt The doctor bit was so far out Looking through all kinds of windows I can see I had your fun Looking through all kinds of windows I can see I had your fun Looking through crystal spectacles I can see I had your fun Looking through crystal spectacles I can see I had your fun Rebel against society Such a tiny speculating whether to be a hip or Skip along quite merrily Through all levels you've been changing Elevator in the brain hotel Broken down but just as well-a Looking through crystal spectacles, ah I can see I had your fun Dum dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum