Epistle to Derroll

[Intro]
*Surf sound*

[Verse 1]
Come, all ye starry starfish livin' in the deep blue sea
Crawl to me I have a proposition to make thee
Would you walk the north sea floor to Belgium from England
Bring me word of a banjo man with a tattoo on his hand

[Verse 2]
The spokesman of the starfish spoke as spokesman should
"If'n you met our fee then, certainly we would
Should you cast a looking-glass upon the scalloped sand
You'll have word o' this banjo man with a tattoo on his hand"

[Verse 3]
"Oh, come ye starry starfish, I know your ways are caped
Maybe it's because you're astrologically shaped
Converse with the herring shoals as I know you can
Bring me word o' the banjo man with a tattoo on his hand"

[Verse 4]
The eldest of the starfish spoke after a sigh
"Youthful as you are young man, you have a 'Wisdom Eye'
Surely you must know a looking-glass is made from sand
These young fish are fooling you about your banjo man"

[Verse 5]
"Oh, come then aged starfish riddle me no more
For news I am weary, and my heart is sore
All on the silent seashore, help me if you can
Tell to me if you know of my banjo man"

[Verse 6]
"Now, all through the seven oceans I am a star most famed
Many 'leggys' have I lost, many have I gained
Strange to say quite recently I've been to Flemish Land
And if you are courteous, I'll tell you all I can"

[Verse 7]
"Oh, you have my full attention" I answered him with glee
His brother stars were twinkling in the sky above the sea
There I sat, there with rapt attention on the sand
Very anxious for to hear of the banjo man

[Verse 8]
"I have seen this tattooed hand through a ship port-hole
Steaming on the watery main through the waves so cold
Heard his tinkling banjo and his voice so grand
But you must come to Belgium to shake the tattooed hand"

[Verse 9]
"Oh, gladly would I come, gladly would I go
Had I not my work to do and my face to show
But I rejoice to hear he's well, but I must go inland
Thank you for the words you brought of my banjo man"

[Verse 10]
I walked along the evening sand as charcoal clouds did shift
Revealing the moon shining on the pebble drift
Contemplating every other word the starfish said
Whistly winds they filled my dreams in my dreamin' bed