syd barrett
gigolo aunt
grooving around in a trench coat with the satin entrail seems to be all around in tin and lead pail we pale jiving on down to the beach to see the blue and the gray seems to be all and it's rosy-it's a beautiful day! will you please keep on the track 'cos i almost want you back 'cos i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt! yes i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt! heading down with the light the dust in your way she was angrier than than her watershell male life to this love to me heading me down to me thunderbird shale seems to be all and it's rosy it's a beautiful day! will you please keep on the track 'cos i almost want you back 'cos i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt! yes i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt! grooving on down in a knapsack superlative day some wish she move and just as she can move jiving away she made the scene should have been-superlative day everything's all and it's rosy it's a beautiful day! will you please keep on the track 'cos i almost want you back 'cos i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt! yes i know what you are you are a gigolo aunt you're a gigolo aunt!