Syd Barret - Opel
Opel    17th October 1988

“Birdie Hop"    (Barrett)
Birdie hop - he do
He hop along
A lonely bird
Upon a window there
He, he, there he blow
A windy snow
He know the snow
I know the snow
A hoppy bird.

The antelope ride around a parasol
Just to see if he's a man enough
To meet you in the sandpit
On a flying kind of sign
In a meddlesome bay
You know the way
I see the flies.

She's a little kite the sort
You think you might like to fire
And like a kite
You get to see her every night
You know the way
She's only paving her way
Ecktochrome 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 bird
I lost a quarter
Had a yearning to be earning
Just a dollar a day
And in a way you shouldn't like it
Ecktochrome plane
I see the flies.