It is precisely because I know a fair bit about psychedelia
that I feel qualified to state that 'take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship' is the epitome of 'musical wanking psychadelia' (sic) of which you speak. 'Mr Tambourine Man' is so very, very gay, and along with Scott McKenzie's '(are you going to) San Francisco' succinctly summarises the shit end of the psychedelic/hippie era. Bent as a nine-bob note.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 14 Dec 2009, 15:16, Reply)