The Old Magician
Prefab Sprout Lyrics


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The old magician takes the stage
His act has not improved with age
Observe the shabby hat and gloves
The tired act that no one loves
There was a time he produced doves

A mirror and a puff of smoke
His mysteries are now a joke
His poor assistant black and blue
She's tired of being sawn in two
She's tired of being sawn in two

Hidden trapdoor, velvet cape
Still from death there's no escape
Words of sympathy and tact
Only underline the fact
Death is a lousy disappearing act

Lord have mercy and be kind
When our faculties unwind
Overlook the hat and gloves
The tired act that no one loves
There was a time we produced doves
Overlook the hat and gloves
The tired act that no one loves
There was a time we produced doves

The old magician takes the stage
With sleight of hand he'll disengage
As dignified as you'll allow
He'll take his last , his final bow
He's lost all his illusions now.
As dignified as you'll allow




He'll take one last one final bow
He's lost all his illusions now

Overall Meaning

The Old Magician by Prefab Sprout is a poignant exploration of the passage of time and the waning of our abilities as we age. The titular character is an aging magician whose act has seen better days. His props and costumes are worn and shabby, and his assistant has grown tired of being sawn in two. Despite his best efforts, the Old Magician's performances have become a laughingstock, and the once-magical act has become a joke. The song is a meditation on the fleeting nature of success and fame, and a reminder that nothing lasts forever.


In the second verse, the Old Magician's desperate attempts to cling to his former glory are revealed. His trickery is no longer fooling anyone, and his assistant is bruised and battered from his clumsy attempts to execute illusions that once came easily. The imagery of a “hidden trapdoor” and “velvet cape” hint at the behind-the-scenes mechanics of the magician's act, reminding us that even the most polished performances rely on a team of assistants and props. The final verse is a plea for mercy and understanding from the audience - a request to overlook the Old Magician's faults and shortcomings in the twilight of his career. In the end, he takes one last bow, having lost all his illusions.


Line by Line Meaning

The old magician takes the stage
The magician, who is old, steps onto the stage to perform.


His act has not improved with age
The magician's performance has not gotten any better as he has gotten older.


Observe the shabby hat and gloves
Take note of the magician's worn-out hat and gloves.


The tired act that no one loves
The magician's performance is uninteresting and nobody enjoys it.


There was a time he produced doves
In the past, the magician was able to make doves appear during his performance.


A mirror and a puff of smoke
The magician uses a mirror and smoke to create illusions during his performance.


His mysteries are now a joke
The elements of mystery in the magician's performance are no longer taken seriously and are seen as silly.


His poor assistant black and blue
The magician's assistant is covered in bruises from being part of the act.


She's tired of being sawn in two
The assistant is tired of being part of a dangerous trick where she is sawn in half.


Hidden trapdoor, velvet cape
The performance relies on a trapdoor and a cape made of velvet.


Still from death there's no escape
Even though the magician uses tricks to make it look like there is a way to escape death during the performance, death is inevitable.


Words of sympathy and tact
People say kind things to the magician to make him feel better about his failing career.


Only underline the fact
However, the kind words only emphasize the truth about the situation.


Death is a lousy disappearing act
Death is not a magical or disappearing act - it is a harsh reality.


Lord have mercy and be kind
A plea is made to be compassionate and merciful.


When our faculties unwind
When we become old and lose our mental abilities.


The tired act that no one loves
The magician's performance is still uninteresting and nobody enjoys it.


There was a time we produced doves
In the past, the magician was able to make doves appear during his performance, and we enjoyed it.


With sleight of hand he'll disengage
The magician will use his impressive hand movements to end his performance.


As dignified as you'll allow
As respectful and classy as the audience will let him be.


He'll take his last, his final bow
The magician will take his last bow at the end of his final performance.


He's lost all his illusions now
The magician no longer has any belief in his magic tricks.


As dignified as you'll allow
As respectful and classy as the audience will let him be.


He'll take one last one final bow
The magician will take his last bow one final time.


He's lost all his illusions now
The magician no longer has any belief in his magic tricks.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

keithachrist

The old magician takes the stage
(His act does not improve with age)
Observe the shabby hat and gloves
The tired act that no-one loves
There was a time he produced doves
A mirror and a puff of smoke
His mysteries are now a joke
His poor assistant black and blue
She's tired of being sawn in two
She's tired of being sawn in two
Hidden trapdoor, velvet cape
Still from death there's no escape
Words of sympathy and tact
Only underline the fact
Death is a lousy disappearing act
Lord have mercy and be kind
When our faculties unwind
Overlook the hat and… More



All comments from YouTube:

Tom Bolton

Always delivers, keeps producing music that surprises, moves, engages and transforms

Peter Cotter

simply divine ,makes me smile   "his assistant is tired of been sawed in two"     brilliant 

Gerard Hughes

listening to this two yrs later . total legend is paddy . love his music still. magical music . little does he know how much he makes us happy as hell listening to his genius

odyshape

My fave Song from "Crimson/Red"...
I'm so amazed, that in our lousy post-millenium-area - such cool and moving songs can still be written...
This fact makes me happy - thanx Paddy... :)

(Pat, Switzerland)

James Williams

Poignant beyond words. Exquisite songwriting.

David Buckley

me too love the song so much. what an amazing band.

Lance Wright

Love this song.

Cellotropism

I just hope that the hint "hidden" in the Old Magician....do not come true... Paddy genius, thanks Paddy for your sublime art...

Dirk Krause

The old magician takes the stage
With sleight of hand he’ll disengage
As dignified as you’ll allow
He’ll take his last, his final bow
He’s lost all his illusions now

redrob67

That harmonica - wonderful!

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