Once upon a time there was a noble knight
Always so confident always so right
When he was standing was hugging too tight
And even on land he would go by his kite
He was a great ruler of the wonderlands
Knew all the machines shook all of the hands
Recited the volumes knew all of the brands
Played all of the instruments was in all the bands
Why do I come up with ideas like this
They flow far away and come in a bliss
They come by themselves and sometimes they stink
Is it what I do
Is it what I think
What I really think deep down inside
What I always wanted so badly to hide
Would I stay the same would anything change
Would I be the same or would I estrange
He had a dozen chariots he always would drive
But one day he skidded and took a great dive
Came out of the water got his head stuck in a hive
And then a giant owl came ate him alive
He once came and asked me why all this was done
Why is it so gloomy and where is the fun
What's the clue of the story and what is the pun
You're looking for reasons
But sometimes there just isn't one