Robyn Hitchcock - It's a Mystic Trip lyrics

Judith, come and get your apples Don't expect not to be scratched Let them ferment in your hotbed Looks to me like your pilchards've hatched You said "Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip," "Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it?" Trevor, come and shave your playmates The bells are slowing down, the sacrifice is due Do you have to take the choice between a single line and thin line and a wrinkled thing and a...? Well, you wouldn't know which part of the body really suits you Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it? Janice, don't go and squat in the nettles Last week three people came in to be dignified and they all got stung Lucy put a bean in her nostril And Mr. Watkins said "Well, where there's a barrel, there's a bung!" Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it? Hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it? Try it? Try it?