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 |