She Was Born To Be My Unicorn / Ride A White Swan

She was born to be my Unicorn
(She was born to be my Unicorn)
Robed head of ferns, cat child tutored by the learned
(Cat child tutored by the learned)

Darkly ghostish host
Haggard vizier of the moats
Seeks the sandled shores of Gods baby of the moors
(She was born to be my Unicorn)

The night-mare's mauve mashed mind
Sights the visions of the blinds
Shoreside stream of steam
Cooking kings in cream of scream
(Cooking kings in cream of scream)

Giants of Inca hill
Loosed his boar to gorely kill
The dancing one horned waife
In doublet of puffin-bill

The beast in feast of sound
Kittened lamb on God's ground
Ridden by the born of horn
Jigged like a muse on life's lawn
(She was born to be my Unicorn, be my Unicorn)

Ride it all out like a bird in the skyways
Ride it all out like you were a bird
Flying all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Ride it all out like you were a bird

Wear a tall hat like the druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe, you can't go wrong

Catch a bright star and place it on your forehead
Say a few spells and baby, there you go
Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know

(La-da-ti-di-ta, la-da-ti-di-ta...)

Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know
Wear a tall hat like the druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe, you can't go wrong