Octopus
The octopus has 3 hearts
And lives in caves below the sea
Or in a beer can or a bath tub
Or a puddle in the street
Any fisherman can tell you
When an octopus waves its arms
It hypnotizes stools of fish
All movement stops for miles
Even the waves stand still
All the witnesses have sworn
And it's impossible to resist
The urge to jump overboard
(Pre-)
That's why I try and stay away
From seashore holidays
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
If I should see an octopus
Lift its arms out of the sea
Or see its shadow rising up
Cross the rooftops above the streets
I'd follow those dancing limbs
To the spinning edge of the sky
Where all the boats fall off the world
Into the octopus's eye
(Pre- 1)
That's why I know I shouldn't go
On a cruise across the sea
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
(Pre-)
That's why I try and stay away
From seashore holidays
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
And lives in caves below the sea
Or in a beer can or a bath tub
Or a puddle in the street
Any fisherman can tell you
When an octopus waves its arms
It hypnotizes stools of fish
All movement stops for miles
Even the waves stand still
All the witnesses have sworn
And it's impossible to resist
The urge to jump overboard
(Pre-)
That's why I try and stay away
From seashore holidays
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
If I should see an octopus
Lift its arms out of the sea
Or see its shadow rising up
Cross the rooftops above the streets
I'd follow those dancing limbs
To the spinning edge of the sky
Where all the boats fall off the world
Into the octopus's eye
(Pre- 1)
That's why I know I shouldn't go
On a cruise across the sea
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
(Pre-)
That's why I try and stay away
From seashore holidays
But I know that no one has to know
If I take an evening stroll
Down to the end of the wooden peer
Where the water's deep and cold
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Writer(s): Brett Sparks, Rennie Sparks
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