Marc Bolan And T Rex Chariots Of Silk Lyrics

Chariots Of Silk Lyrics

The toad road licked my wheels like a sabre 
Winds of the marsh lightly blew 
Stone jars stacked with stars on her shoulders 
Hunters of pity she slew. 

Chariots of silk she rode 
Stallions of gold she owned. 

A mad Mage with a maid on his eyebrows 
Hunteth the realm for a God 
Who could teach him the craft of decanting 
The glassy entrails of a frog. 

The Bard of my birth with his ballet 
Walked the wild worlds in the chase 
For the black chested canary 
Who as a moose can sing bass.