Octopus, octopus
they don’t flinch when they’ve got you in their cinch, in their cinch.
I think their arms go twice around and squeeze you till you drown, till you drown.
Octopus, octopus
Why don’t you lie?
You do it for me, for me
Octopus, octopus
Why don’t you cry?
You do it for me, for me