octopus

trip to heave and ho

up down

to and fro'

you have no word

trip

trip to a dream dragon

hide your wings in a ghost tower

sails cackling at every plate we break

cracked by scattered needles the little minute gong coughs and clears his throat

madam you see before you stand

hey ho

never be still

the old original favorite grand

grasshoppers green herbarian band

and the tune they play is in us confide"