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 he dug it
Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same
Takes two to know, two to know
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see
Arnold Layne Arnold Layne, don't do it again
Now he's caught a nasty sort of person
They gave him time doors clang chain gang he hates it.
Writer(s): Syd Barrett
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