I heard you singing

Lean out your window, golden hair
I heard you singing in the midnight air
my book is closed, I read no more
watching the fire dance, on the floor
I've left my book, I've left my room

For I heard you singing through the gloom
singing and singing, a merry air
lean out the window, golden hair...

james joyce's words and syd barrett's singing voice and a cup of tea with a dried orange in it

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Do the Twist

A Tribute: is wealth one party gives to another as a sign of respect or, as was often the case in historical contexts, of submission or allegiance.

Don't you wish you could just tribute all day long? I certainly do.

I don’t know why I call him Gerald.

I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you like.

It’s got a basket, a bell that rings

And things to make it look good.

I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.

I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I’ve got a cloak it’s a bit of a joke.

There’s a tear up the front. It’s red and black.

I’ve had it for months.

If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.

I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a mouse, and he hasn’t got a house.

I don’t know why I call him Gerald.

He’s getting rather old, but he’s a good mouse.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.

I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I’ve got a clan of gingerbread men.

Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.

Take a couple if you wish. They’re on the dish.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.

I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a room full of musical tunes.

Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork.

Let’s go into the other room and make them work.

words: syd barrett

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