Phish Bathtub Gin Lyrics

Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors,
And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours,
And the kings are all lined up outside the gate,
And the autumn bells are ringing, but they'll just have to wait.
Where is the joker? Have you seen him around
With his three coned cap that he wears like a crown?
Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale
About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales?

Here come the ambassadors; they show up one by one.
Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done,
And Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in,
And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin.
And the kings storm the hallway; they've climbed up through the gate.
They didn't mean to be impolite, but they just couldn't wait.
Here comes the joker with his silly grin;
He carries a martini made of bathtub gin.

Here comes the joker; we all must laugh,
'Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath.