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
Was 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

So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro'
You have no word
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the Octopus ride

Isn’t it good to be lost in the wood
Isn’t bad so quiet there, in the wood
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, Huff the Talbot

The winds they blew and the leaves should wag
And they’ll never put me in their bag
The raging seas will always seep
So high you go, low you creep
The wind it blows in tropical heat
The drones they throng on mossy seats
The squeaking door will always squeak
Two up, two down will never meet
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the Octopus ride

Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the Octopus ride