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Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro |
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You have no word |
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Trip, trip to a dream dragon |
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Hide your wings in a ghost tower |
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Sails crackiling at ev'ry plate we break |
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Cracked by scattered needles |
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Little minute gong |
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Coughs and clears his throat |
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Madam you see before you stand |
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Hey ho, never be still |
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The old original favourite gran |
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Grasshoppers green herbarian band |
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And the tune they play in us confide... |
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So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' |
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You have no word |
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Please leave us here |
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Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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Isn't it good to be lost in the wood |
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Isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood |
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Twenty even less to me than I thought |
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With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds |
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Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... |
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Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border |
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Hey ho, huff the talbot |
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Cheetah he cried shouted kangaroo |
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So through their tree they cried |
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Please leave us here |
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Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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Please leave us here |
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Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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The madcap laughed at the man on the border |
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Hey ho, huff the talbot |
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The winds they blew and the leaves did wag |
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And they'll never put me in their bag |
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The seas will reach and always see |
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So high you go, so low you creep |
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The winds it blows in tropical heat |
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The drones they throng on mossy seats |
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The squeaking door will always creep |
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Two up, two down we'll never meet |
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So merrily trip for good my side |
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Please leave us here |
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Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/syd+barret/octopus_20134760.html ] |
