Octopus

Syd Barrett

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1. 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 cackling at every plate we break
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   Was cracked by scattered needles
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   The 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 favorite grand
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   Grasshoppers green Herbarian band
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   And the tune they play is "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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R: Please leave us here
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   Close our eyes to the octopus ride! 2x

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2. 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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   Meant 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 mad cat laughed at the man on the border
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   Hey ho, huff the Talbot
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   Cheat he cried shouting kangaroo
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   It's true in their tree they cried

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R: Please leave us here
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   Close our eyes to the octopus ride!

Solo: F#

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R: Please leave us here
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   Close our eyes to the octopus ride!

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3. The mad cat 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 aging seas will reach and always seep
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   So high you go, so low you creep
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   The wind 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 squeak
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   Two up, two down we'll never meet
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   So merrily trip good my side

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R: Please leave us here
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   close our eyes to the octopus ride!

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