| Song | Clowns & Jugglers |
| Artist | Syd Barrett |
| Album | Opel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : BARRETT SYD | |
| 作词 : BARRETT SYD | |
| Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Trip, trip to a dream dragon | |
| Hide your wings in a ghost tower | |
| Sails cackling at every plate we break | |
| Was cracked by scattered needles | |
| The little minute gong | |
| Coughs and clears his throat | |
| Madam you see before you stand | |
| Hey ho, never be still | |
| The old original favorite grand | |
| Grasshoppers green Herbarian band | |
| And the tune they play is "In Us Confide" | |
| So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Isn't it good to be lost in the wood | |
| Isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood | |
| Meant even less to me than I thought | |
| With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds | |
| Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot | |
| The winds they blew and the leaves did wag | |
| They'll never put me in their bag | |
| The raging seas will always seep | |
| So high you go, so low you creep | |
| The wind it blows in tropical heat | |
| The drones they throng on mossy seats | |
| The squeaking door will always squeak | |
| Two up, two down we'll never meet | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Sit up, touching hips | |
| To a madcap galloping chase | |
| "Cheat" he cried shouting kangaroo | |
| It's true in their tree they cried | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot |
| zuo qu : BARRETT SYD | |
| zuo ci : BARRETT SYD | |
| Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Trip, trip to a dream dragon | |
| Hide your wings in a ghost tower | |
| Sails cackling at every plate we break | |
| Was cracked by scattered needles | |
| The little minute gong | |
| Coughs and clears his throat | |
| Madam you see before you stand | |
| Hey ho, never be still | |
| The old original favorite grand | |
| Grasshoppers green Herbarian band | |
| And the tune they play is " In Us Confide" | |
| So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Isn' t it good to be lost in the wood | |
| Isn' t it bad so quiet there, in the wood | |
| Meant even less to me than I thought | |
| With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds | |
| Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot | |
| The winds they blew and the leaves did wag | |
| They' ll never put me in their bag | |
| The raging seas will always seep | |
| So high you go, so low you creep | |
| The wind it blows in tropical heat | |
| The drones they throng on mossy seats | |
| The squeaking door will always squeak | |
| Two up, two down we' ll never meet | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Sit up, touching hips | |
| To a madcap galloping chase | |
| " Cheat" he cried shouting kangaroo | |
| It' s true in their tree they cried | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot |
| zuò qǔ : BARRETT SYD | |
| zuò cí : BARRETT SYD | |
| Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Trip, trip to a dream dragon | |
| Hide your wings in a ghost tower | |
| Sails cackling at every plate we break | |
| Was cracked by scattered needles | |
| The little minute gong | |
| Coughs and clears his throat | |
| Madam you see before you stand | |
| Hey ho, never be still | |
| The old original favorite grand | |
| Grasshoppers green Herbarian band | |
| And the tune they play is " In Us Confide" | |
| So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' | |
| You have no word | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Isn' t it good to be lost in the wood | |
| Isn' t it bad so quiet there, in the wood | |
| Meant even less to me than I thought | |
| With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds | |
| Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot | |
| The winds they blew and the leaves did wag | |
| They' ll never put me in their bag | |
| The raging seas will always seep | |
| So high you go, so low you creep | |
| The wind it blows in tropical heat | |
| The drones they throng on mossy seats | |
| The squeaking door will always squeak | |
| Two up, two down we' ll never meet | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| Sit up, touching hips | |
| To a madcap galloping chase | |
| " Cheat" he cried shouting kangaroo | |
| It' s true in their tree they cried | |
| Please leave us here | |
| Close our eyes to the octopus ride! | |
| The madcap laughed at the man on the border | |
| Hey ho, huff the Talbot |