Rats Lyrics by Syd Barrett
Got it hit down
Spot knock inside a spider
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Got it hit down
Spot knock inside a spider
Trip to heave and ho
Up down, to and fro’
(We’re running)
Stained, glaucous, glycerine, gold, goat, clover
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
There will be shoulders pressing in the hall
And I won’t know if you’re here at all
Lean out your window, golden hair
I heard you singing in the midnight air
You would hold your head up high
You even try
On a distant shore, miles from land
Stands the ebony totem in ebony sand
I knew a girl and I like her still
She said she knew she would trust me and I, her will