Mystery Boy

And they call me “Mystery Boy”
Night and day, I’m here to play
And they call me down like a dove
And they tell me I’m a tall love
Tell me I’m a river
Tell me I’m the Ace of Cups

We met in a blizzard at the Charing Cross Hotel
I was reading Foreknowledge, you were casting a spell
Then we downed tequila from an oyster shell
And we ride revolving doors inside
To the punch bowls and mini sausagе rolls
And the spiritual divide
Me? You wanna wait with mе?
The guy said “right, thanks for coming tonight
I’m gonna interview you separately”

William King the clairvoyant and his enchanted darts
J.W. Dunne and his aircraft parts
A Kashmiri palmist who worked with Scotland Yard
And a girl who did the artwork for tarot cards

King was recounting the Battle of Diamond Hill
The Boers stampeded his pal McGill
They crushed his bones like a pepper mill
And we ride revolving doors inside
To the punch bowls and mini sausage rolls
What’s going down tonight?
Me? You wanna ride with me?
The guy said “right, thanks for coming tonight
I’m gonna interview you separately”

He fell asleep in a voodoo café
He dreamed it was kind of a Judgement Day
He was riding on a manta ray
As it rained volcanic ash on Mont Pelée

And they call me “Mystery Boy”
I’m here night and day
And I’m here to play