The Bull of Birantis - Ian Gillan

Let me take you with me in my gaseous machine

It’s quite the strangest nothingness that you have ever seen

It gathers information on a hyperbolic beam

And moves in all dimensions missing nothing in between

First we get inside (or was it on?) if you prefer

Then you tell me when you want to go

Now is then and all is when, tomorrow is before

Tell me when to stop, I’d like to know

A million bright years on

Would that we hence?

Or is it thence?

You talk amongst yourslves 'til I straighten out the tnse

How beautiful, how wonderful, huh, how could I be so dense?

Oh, we’ve landed on Birantis at incredible expense

Take me to your leader (to the captain)

We are friends and soon we must be gone

We’ve come to see the bull upon the mounts and

We have to, it’s the title of the song

Walking up the hill and in the distance we could see

Reflections, just another mile to solve the mystery

The crowds begin to gather, now whatever can it be?

In the Bull of Birantis, the beer is all for free