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Arnold Layne had a strange hobby Collecting clothes Moonshine, washing line They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see through

Overheard a lark today, losing when my mind's astray Don't you want to know with your pretty hair? Stretch out your hand Glad feel in an echo for your way It's an

An effervescing elephant With tiny eyes and great big trunk Once whispered to the tiny ear The ear of one inferior That by next June he'd die, oh yeah

This is a story about a girl that I knew She didn't like my songs and that made me feel blue She said, "A big band is far better than you" She don't

More funny love in the skyline baby Ice cream excuse me I seen you looking good the other evening Oh you dig it Had to smile just an hour or so We in

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