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Jack was really a jester Who held his one good eye on the queen And there sat the king beside her He's pointing his sword up and down with every scene And the wizard's in the corner Catching peanuts between his teeth And the dog's lying in the shadow in the archway There's one good dog sleeping filled with good ol' dog dreams He slipped next to the wizard Whispering something deep, to the bottom of his ear A little joke, the one about the farmer's daughter How she was stomping on grapes, coming up with blue feet and beer And he slipped behind the queen Where the fools go the rich don't mind Lately the king's knights have turned a little rusty And his halo-I mean his crown-has gone and slipped around his eyes The wizard's in the corner Pulling lizards between his knees And the dog he has been long gone Gone to pitch for the winning team Fifty-two, I mean fifty-four bicycles on the wall Ready to ride, ready to ride until the last of them falls Jack's been cooking in the kitchen Whompin' up some biscuits for us all For us all, for us all Ready to ride, ready to ride, ride Aus Songtexte Mania