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Birdie hop, he do,
He hop along
A lonely bird upon
A window there, he, he
There he blow
A windy snow, he knew the snow
I know the snow, a hoppy birdThe antelope ride around the parasol
Just to see if he's a man enough
To meet you in the sandpit
On a flying kind of sighing
In a meddlesome way
You know the way
I see the fliesShe's a little kite, the sort you think you might
Like to fly 'er and like a kite
You get to see her every night
You know the wayShe's only paving her way
Hectachrome plane
I see the fliesBirdie hop, he do, he hop along

A lonely bird upon
A window there, he, he,
There he blow, the windy snow,
He know the snow, a hoppy birdA camel woke up to a polish dawn
Wouldn't look to see his feet had gone
He wouldn't like it
Wouldn't have the strength to fight it
I see the fliesI'm the only bird, a little third,
I lost a quarter, had a yearningto be earning just a dollar a day
And in a way you shouldn't like it
Hectachrome plane
I see the flies

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Roger Keith "Syd" Barrett (born 6 January 1946 in Cambridge, England; died 7 July 2006 in Cambridge, England) was an English musician, singer, songwriter, guitarist, and painter, best remembered as a founder member of the legendary rock band Pink Floyd. He was the lead vocalist, guitarist, and primary songwriter during the band's psychedelic years, providing major musical and stylistic direction in their early work; he is also credited with naming the band. Barrett left the group in April 1968 amid speculations of mental illness exacerbated by drug use.

Read more about Syd Barrett on Last.fm.


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