text: 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, its not the same
  Takes two to know
  Two to know
  Two to know
  Two to know
  Why cant you see
  Arnold Layne
  Arnold Layne
  Arnold Layne
  Now hes caught, a nasty sort of person
  They gave him time
  Doors bang, chain gang
  He hates it
  Oh Arnold Layne, its not the same
  Takes two to know
  Two to know
  Two to know
  Two to know
  Why cant you see
  Arnold Layne
  Arnold Layne
  Arnold Layne
  Arnold Layne dont do it again