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Syd Barrett - Birdie Hop Lyrics




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 bird





The 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 flies



She'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 way



She's only paving her way

Hectachrome plane

I see the flies



Birdie 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 bird





A 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 flies



I'm the only bird, a little third,

I lost a quarter, had a yearning



to 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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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 bird





The 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 flies



She'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 way



She's only paving her way

Hectachrome plane

I see the flies



Birdie 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 bird





A 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 flies



I'm the only bird, a little third,

I lost a quarter, had a yearning



to 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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Writer: ROGER JOHN BARRETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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