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 schools 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

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

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

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