Collected Lyrics of 
Roger Keith 'Syd' Barrett

SINGLES & MISCELLANY

In addition to the Pink Floyd's three singles released during 1967, there were a few other Syd Barrett songs that fell through the cracks.....due for release by EMI in 2029! (joke)
 

    Arnold Layne
    Candy & a Currant Bun
    Let's Roll Another One
    See Emily Play
    Apples & Oranges
    Scream Thy Last Scream (Old Woman with a Casket)
    Vegetable Man
    Rooftop In A Thunderstorm Row Missing the Point
    Stoned Alone (aka I Get Stoned)
    (She was a) Millionaire
    Jugband Blues
    Bob Dylan Blues
    Two of a Kind (R.Wright)

ARNOLD LAYNE
(single)

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
Moonshine, washing line
They suit him fine
On the wall, hung a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through baby blue
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to know
Two to know, two to know -
Why can't you see?
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person.
They gave him time
Doors clang - chain gang - he hates it
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to know
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see?
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Don't do it again
 
 
 

LET'S ROLL ANOTHER ONE
(original version of 'Candy & a Currant Bun'))

Oh my girl fading in the sun
go buy a candy and a currant bun
I'm high!  Don't try to spoil the fun
go cry or I'll have another one

ooh don't touch me child
please, you know you drive me wild
please, you know I'm feeling frail

it's true, sun's shining very bright
it's you I'm gonna love tonight
ice cream tastes good if you eat it right
ice cream tastes good if you treat it right

ooh don't talk to me
please, just walk with me
please, you know I'm feeling frail

oh my girl fading in the sun
go buy a candy and a currant bun
I'm high don't try to spoil the fun
go cry or I'll have another one

ooh don't talk to me
please, you know you drive me wild
please, you know I'm feeling frail
 
 

CANDY AND A CURRANT BUN
(single)

Oh my, girl sitting in the sun
Go buy, candy and a currant bun
I like, to see you run
lay back......

Oooh, don't talk to me
Please, just fuck with me
Please, you know I'm feeling frail

It's true, sun shining very bright
It's you, I'm gonna love tonight
Ice cream, tastes good in the afternoon
Ice cream, tastes good if you eat it soon

Oooh, don't touch me child
Please you know you drive me wild
Please you know I'm feeling frail

Don't try another cat
Don't go where other -
you must know why
I'm very very very frail
 

Oh my, girl sitting in the sun
Go buy, candy and a currant bun
I like, to see you run
Lay back......
 
 

SEE EMILY PLAY
(single)
 

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She often inclines to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for May
See Emily play

Soon after dark, Emily cries, ah ooh
Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for May
See Emily play

Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh
Float on a river forever and ever, Emily
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for May
See Emily play
 
 

APPLES AND ORANGES 
(single)

Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town -
feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges

Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye 
then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges

I love she
She loves me
See you

See you
 

Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
 

SCREAM THY LAST SCREAM
(unreleased)

Scream thy last scream, old woman with a casket,
Blam, blam, your pointers, point your pointers,
Waddle with apples to granchy Mrs. Stores,
She'll be scrubbing bottles on all fours,
Scream thy last scream, old woman with a casket,

Fling your arms madly, old lady with a daughter,
Flap tops supposes, mouses, houses,
Hiddle and Diddle are sitting back
Watching the telly for all hours,
(Telly time)
Fling your arms madly, old lady with a daughter,

Scream thy last scream, old woman with a casket,
Blam, blam, your pointers, point your pointers,
Waddle with apples to granchy Mrs. Stores,
She'll be scrubbing bottles on all fours,
Scream thy last scream, old woman with a casket,
 
 

VEGETABLE MAN
(unreleased)

In yellow shoes 
I get the blues,
So I walk the street with my plastic feet
with blue velvet trousers make me feel pink.
Theres a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers

In my paisley shirt,
I look a jerk,
and my turquoise wasitcoat is quite outta sight.
But oh, oh, my haircut looks so bad....
Vegetable man! Where are you?

So I change my gear,
and I bugger my knees
and I cover them up with the latest cuts
My pants and socks are all in a box
It does take long to find darn old socks
The watch, 
black watch, 
my watch 
with a black face
and a date in a little hole

and all the luck,
its what I got,
Its what I wear,
Its what you see,
It must be me,
Its what I am!
Vegetable man! Where are you?

Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Hah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah - oh!
I've been looking all over the place
for a place for me
But it ain't anywhere
It just ain't anywhere.

Vegetable man, Vegetable man,
Vegetable man. Vegetable man,
Vegetable man, Vegetable man,

He's the kind of fella you just gotta see if you can,
Vegetable man.now
Why can't you see?
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Don't do it again.
 
 
 
 

MISCELLANY
 

ROOFTOP IN A THUNDERSTORM ROW MISSING THE POINT
(c. 1966, presumably an early poem from Syd's black folder)

With yellow, red and roomy food, and quivered
crouching on a golden cushion
undressed himself to disappear
through an infinity of pleasure
and smiled to free the running me
with "Am I my brother's keeper?"
his meek hand on devils gloves
shaping running blood.

The prophecy, to recreate the truth
in visions of a seasonal mood
in truth, the only sight he saw
lay hidden in the bathroom door
and spat on the rug
as high is high, so low is low
and that's the end of it.
 
 

STONED ALONE
(alledged fragment of lyrics from song on 31 October, 1966 Hemel Hempstead tape)

Sitting here all alone,
I get stoned.
 
 

(SHE WAS A) MILLIONAIRE

Would you like to be one in a million?
Would you like to be one in five?
Would you like to know all the hidden meaning?
Before they tell you you've run out of time

Would you like to be one in a million?
Would you like to be one in five?
When they tell you you ain't going nowhere
When they tell you you can't live your life.
 
 
 

JUGBAND BLUES
(from the album 'Saucerful of Secrets')

It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm much obliged to you for making it clear
That I'm not here.
And I never knew we could be so thick
And I never knew we could be so blue
And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes
And brought me here instead dressed in red
And I'm wondering who could be writing this song.

I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the winter.

And the sea isn't green
And I love the queen
And what exactly is a dream
And what exactly is a joke.
 
 
 

BOB DYLAN BLUES
(unreleased)

I've got the Bob Dylan Blues
I've got the Bob Dylan Blues
My hair and my hat's in a messa
But I don't give a damn about that!
 
 

TWO OF A KIND
(Written by Rick Wright, with possible input from Syd, judging by the syntax and grammatical structure) 
(on 'Peel Sessions')

Open your eyes and don't be blind
can't you see we're two of a kind?
I've got to say this, I hope you don't mind
I love you, we're two of a kind

Just ask yourself and you will find
we go together, we're two of a kind
no use protesting, be resigned
baby you know, we're two of a kind

I knew it when I saw you
I felt it a little more when
I talked with you at first
all my blues dispersed
I couldn't disguise
my complete surprise
when you were feeling it too
I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you...

Open your eyes and don't be blind
can't you see we're two of a kind?
I've got to say this, I hope you don't mind
I love you, we're two of a kind

Collected Lyrics of 
Roger Keith 'Syd' Barrett