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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
In the sad town
cold iron hands clap the party of clowns outside rain falls in gray far away please, please, Baby Lemonade In the evening sun going down when the earth streams in, in the morning send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost please, please, Baby Lemonade I'm screaming, I met you this way you're nice to me like ice in the clock they sent through a washing machine come around, make it soon, so alone... please, please, Baby Lemonade In the sad town cold iron hands clap the party of clowns outside rain falls in gray far away please, please, Baby Lemonade In the evening sun going down when the earth streams in, in the morning send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost please, please, Baby Lemonade |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
In the sad town
cold iron hands clap the party of clowns outside rain falls in gray far away please, please, Baby Lemonade In the evening sun going down when the earth streams in, in the morning send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost please, please, Baby Lemonade I'm screaming, I met you this way you're nice to me like ice in the clock they sent through a washing machine come around, make it soon, so alone... please, please, Baby Lemonade In the sad town cold iron hands clap the party of clowns outside rain falls in gray far away please, please, Baby Lemonade In the evening sun going down when the earth streams in, in the morning send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost please, please, Baby Lemonade |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
It's an idea, someday
in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... You and I in place wasting time on dominoes a day so dark, so warm life that comes of no harm you and I and dominoes, time goes by... Fireworks and heat, someday hold a shell, a stick or play overheard a lark today losing when my mind's astray don't you want to know with your pretty hair stretch your hand, glad feel, in an echo for your way. It's an idea, someday... It's an idea, someday in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
It's an idea, someday
in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... You and I in place wasting time on dominoes a day so dark, so warm life that comes of no harm you and I and dominoes, time goes by... Fireworks and heat, someday hold a shell, a stick or play overheard a lark today losing when my mind's astray don't you want to know with your pretty hair stretch your hand, glad feel, in an echo for your way. It's an idea, someday... It's an idea, someday in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
It's an idea, someday
in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... You and I in place wasting time on dominoes a day so dark, so warm life that comes of no harm you and I and dominoes, time goes by... Fireworks and heat, someday hold a shell, a stick or play overheard a lark today losing when my mind's astray don't you want to know with your pretty hair stretch your hand, glad feel, in an echo for your way. It's an idea, someday... It's an idea, someday in my tears, my dreams don't you want to see her proof? Life that comes of no harm you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
An effervescing elephant
With tiny eyes, and great big trunk Once whispered to the tiny ears The ears of one inferior That by next June he'd die, oh yeah! Because the tiger would roam And the little one said oh my goodness I must stay at home And every time I hear a growl I'll know the tiger's on the prowl but I'll be really safe you know The elephant he told me so And everyone was nervy, oh yeah! And the message was spread To zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus Who wallowed in the mud and chewed His spicy hippo plankton food And tended to ignore the word Preferring to survey a herd Of stupid water bison, oh yeah! And all the jungle took fright And ran around for all the day and the night But all in vain because you see The tiger came and said who me, You know I wouldn't hurt not one of you I much prefer something to chew and You're all too scant, oh yeah! He ate the elephant... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Grooving around in a trench coat
with the satin on trail Seems to be all around in tin and lead pail, we pale Jiving on down to the beach to see the blue and the gray seems to be all and it's rosy-it's a beautiful day! Will you please keep on the track 'cause I almost want you back 'cause I know what you are you are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt! Yes I know what you are you are a gigolo aunt, you're a gigolo aunt! Heading down with the light, the dust in your way she was angrier than, than her watershell male life to this love to me - heading me down to me thunderbird shale seems to be all and it's rosy - it's a beautiful day! will you please keep on the track 'cause I almost want you back 'cause I know what you are you are a gigolo aunt Grooving on down in a knapsack superlative day some wish she move and just as she can move jiving away she made the scene should have been-superlative day everything's all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day will you please keep on the track 'cause I almost want you back 'cause I know what you are you are a gigolo aunt... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
There will be shoulders pressing in the hall
and I won't know if you're here at all there will be wine and drinking in the yard there won't be anybody very hard there will be lots of things that we can do and all and more will be for you everything I knew I tried with you but everything to you was never easy so I went ahead around my world I saw the things you do arriving by your side to see you looking too but I know this. I know, I never lied to you it's been just like you're gone for just one day for so long! It's been so hard to bear with you not there but though I think of you, the things you do when I'm with you, to be with you, to be alone...can only think: "Why I am here? What's meant to be?" |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
There will be shoulders pressing in the hall
and I won't know if you're here at all there will be wine and drinking in the yard there won't be anybody very hard there will be lots of things that we can do and all and more will be for you everything I knew I tried with you but everything to you was never easy so I went ahead around my world I saw the things you do arriving by your side to see you looking too but I know this. I know, I never lied to you it's been just like you're gone for just one day for so long! It's been so hard to bear with you not there but though I think of you, the things you do when I'm with you, to be with you, to be alone...can only think: "Why I am here? What's meant to be?" |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
It is obvious
may I say, oh baby, that it is found on another plane? Yes I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall your stars - my stars, a simple cock bar only an impulse - pie in the sky mumble listen dolly drift over your mind - holly creep into bed when your head's on the ground she held the torch on the porch, she winked an eye Reason it is written on the brambles stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen: remember those times I could call through the clear day time - be there... braver and braver, a handkerchief waver the louder you lips to a loud hailer growing together, they ('re) growing each either no wondering, stumbling, fumbling rumbling minds shot together, our minds shot together... So equally over a valley, a hill wood on quarry stood, each of us crying a velvet curtain of gray mark the blanket where the sparrows play and the trees by the waving corn stranded my legs move the last empty inches to you the softness, the warmth from the weather in suspense mote to a grog - the star a white chalk minds shot together, our minds shot together... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
It is obvious
may I say, oh baby, that it is found on another plane? Yes I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall your stars - my stars, a simple cock bar only an impulse - pie in the sky mumble listen dolly drift over your mind - holly creep into bed when your head's on the ground she held the torch on the porch, she winked an eye Reason it is written on the brambles stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen: remember those times I could call through the clear day time - be there... braver and braver, a handkerchief waver the louder you lips to a loud hailer growing together, they ('re) growing each either no wondering, stumbling, fumbling rumbling minds shot together, our minds shot together... So equally over a valley, a hill wood on quarry stood, each of us crying a velvet curtain of gray mark the blanket where the sparrows play and the trees by the waving corn stranded my legs move the last empty inches to you the softness, the warmth from the weather in suspense mote to a grog - the star a white chalk minds shot together, our minds shot together... |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
I knew a girl and I like her still
she said she knew she would trust me and I her will... I said: OK baby, tell me what you'll be and I'll lay my head down and see what I see. By the time she was back by her open eyes I knew that I was in for a big surprise. I knew a girl and I like her still she said she knew she would trust me and I her will... I said: OK baby, tell me what you'll be and I'll lay my head down and see what I see. By the time she was back by her open eyes I knew that I was in for a big surprise. |
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I knew a girl and I like her still
she said she knew she would trust me and I her will... I said: OK baby, tell me what you'll be and I'll lay my head down and see what I see. By the time she was back by her open eyes I knew that I was in for a big surprise. I knew a girl and I like her still she said she knew she would trust me and I her will... I said: OK baby, tell me what you'll be and I'll lay my head down and see what I see. By the time she was back by her open eyes I knew that I was in for a big surprise. |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Maisie, Maisie, Maisie, Maisie...
bad luck, bride of a bull strode out to meet Maisie in the evening light Maisie, his illuminous grin put her in a spin Maisie, lay in the hall with diamonds and emeralds Maisie, Maisie... bad luck - the bride of a bull Maisie lay in the wall with her emeralds and diamond brooch, beyond reproach bad luck - bride of a bull strode out to meet Maisie in the evening light... Maisie! |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Got it hit down
Spot knock inside a spider Says: "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Says: "That's love, all know it TV, teeth, feet, peace, feel it "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Like the fall that brings me to I like the fall that brings me to I like the cord around sinew I make a cord around sinew Duck, the way to least is less Tea craving of the metal west 'ell tomorrow's rain and test 'ell tomorrow's rain and test Love an empty son and guess Love an empty son and guess Pimples dangerous and blessed Heaving, arriving, tinkling Mingling jets and statuettes Seething wet we meeting fleck Seething wet we meeting fleck Lines and winds and crib and half Each fair day I give you half Of each fair day I give you half I look into your eyes and you, Flathe in the sun for you Bam, spastic, tactile engine Heaving, crackle, slinky, dormy, roofy, wham I'll have them, fried bloke Broken jardy, cardy, smoocho, moocho, paki, pufftle Sploshette moxy, very smelly, Cable, gable, splintra, channel Top the seam he's taken off Rats, rats lay down flat We don't need you, we act like that And if you think you're un-loved Then we know about that Rats, rats, lay down flat! Yes, yes, yes, yes, lay down flat! |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Waving my arms in the air
love, my love, got no care no care, no, no, pressing my feet to the ground stand up right where you stand call to you and what do you do laying back in a chair? she's so high on the air she's so high on the air half and half, half and half all you have to do to call is hold her hand, stand a while and then smile and we'll understand yes we do - yes, yes we do! Oh what a girl I've got too! Oh what a girl I've got too! with her slinky look she held her tie to her hair (and I) could see everywhere no-one in the land, no-one no-one in the land, no-one but it rains on Saturday - cats and dogs in the way stormy day, hey, hey and you shouldn't try to be what you can't be and you shouldn't try to be what you can't be call to you and what do you do |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Waving my arms in the air
love, my love, got no care no care, no, no, pressing my feet to the ground stand up right where you stand call to you and what do you do laying back in a chair? she's so high on the air she's so high on the air half and half, half and half all you have to do to call is hold her hand, stand a while and then smile and we'll understand yes we do - yes, yes we do! Oh what a girl I've got too! Oh what a girl I've got too! with her slinky look she held her tie to her hair (and I) could see everywhere no-one in the land, no-one no-one in the land, no-one but it rains on Saturday - cats and dogs in the way stormy day, hey, hey and you shouldn't try to be what you can't be and you shouldn't try to be what you can't be call to you and what do you do |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Wined and dined, oh it seemed just like a dream!
Girl was so kind. kind of love I'd never seen only last summer, it's not so long ago... just last summer, now musk winds blow... Wined and dined, oh it seemed just like a dream! Girl was so kind. kind of love I'd never seen Wined and dined, oh it seemed just like a dream! Girl was so kind. kind of love I'd never seen Chalk underfoot, life I should prove dancing in heat, our love and you... Wined and dined, oh it seemed just like a dream! Girl was so kind. kind of love I'd never seen |
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from Syd Barrett - Barrett (2003)
Howling the pack in formation appears
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead waving us back in formation, the pack in formation bowling they bat as a group and the leader is seen - so early... the pack on their backs, the fighters through misty the waving - the pack in formation far reaching waves on sight, shone right I lay as if in surround... all enmeshing, hovering... the milder I gaze all the animals laying trail beyond the bough winds mild the reflecting electricity eyes... tears, the life that was ours grows sharper and stronger away and beyond short wheeling - fresh spring gripped with blanched bones - moaned magnesium, proverbs and sobs... howling the pack in formation appears diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead waving us back in formation, the pack in formation... |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
I don't need no walls around me.
And I don't need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need any thing at all. No. Don't think I need anything at all. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Bring the boys back home!
Bring the boys back home! Don't leave the children on their own, no no. Bring the boys back home! Is there anybody out there? |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Hello?
Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax. I need some information first. Just the basic facts, Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I got that feeling once again. I can't explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. Ok. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more ...Aaaaaahhhhh! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working. Good. That'll keep you going for the show. Come on it's time to go. There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Hey you,
Out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, Can you feel me? Hey you, Standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, Can you feel me? Hey you, Don't help them to bury the light. Don't give in without a fight. Hey you, Out there on your own, Sitting naked by the phone, Would you touch me? Hey you, With your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, Would you touch me? Hey you, Would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home. But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see. No matter how he tried he could not break free. And the worms ate into his brain. Hey you, Out there on the road, Always doing what you're told, Can you help me? Hey you, Out there beyond the wall, Breaking bottles in the hall, Can you help me? Hey you, Don't tell me there's no hope at all. Together we stand, divided we fall. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
So ya Thought ya Might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Is There Anybody Out There? (Waters)
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
I got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb. When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone. I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on. Got those swollen hands blues. Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from. I got electric light, And I got second sight. Got amazing powers of observation. And that is how I know, When I try to get through, On the telephone to you, There'll be nobody home. I got the obligatory Hendrix perm, And the inevitable pinhole burns, All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I got nicotine stains on my fingers. I got a silver spoon on a chain. Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I've got wild, staring eyes. And I got a strong urge to fly, But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to... fly to... fly to...). Ooooo Babe, When I pick up the phone, There's still nobody home. I got a pair of Gohill boots, And I got fading roots. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really know you, Walk up and down outside the wall. Some hand in hand, Some gather together in bands, The bleeding hearts and artists, Make their stand. And when they've given you their all, Some stagger and fall. After all it's not easy, Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
You better run like hell
You better make your face up in Your favourite disguise With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes With your empty smile And your hungry heart Feel the bile rising from your guilty past With your nerves in tatters When the cockleshell shatters And the hammers batter Down the door You better fun like hell You better dun all day And run all night And keep your dirty feelings Deep inside And if you take your girlfriend Out tonight, You better park the car Well out of sight Cos if they catch you in the back seat Trying to pick her locks They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box You better run |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Stop
I wanna go home Take off this uniform And leave the show And I'm waiting here in this cell Because I have to know Have I been guilty all this time |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Must the show go on?
Oooooo Pa, (Let me go, let me go, let me go.) Oooooo Ma, (Take me home, take me home, take me home.) There must be some mistake, I never meant to let them take, Away my soul. Am I too old? Is it too late? Where has the feeling gone? Will I remember this song? The show must go on. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Good morning, The Worm, Your Honour,
The Crown will plainly show, The prisoner who now stands before you, Was caught red-handed showing feelings. Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do. Call the schoolmaster! I always said he'd come to no good, In the end, Your Honour. If they'd let me have my way, I could have flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied. The bleeding hearts and artists, Let him get away with murder. Let me hammer him today. Crazy. Toys in the attic, I am crazy. Truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away. (Crazy. Toys in the attic, he is crazy.) You little shit, you're in it now. I hope they throw away the key. You should've talked to me more often than you did. But no! You had to go your own way. Have you broken any homes up lately? Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honour, Him and me alone. Baaaaaabe! Come to Mother, baby. Let me hold you in my arms. M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, Your Honour, let me take him home. Crazy. Over the rainbow, I am crazy. Bars in the window. There must have been a door there in the wall. For when I came in. . . (Crazy. Over the rainbow, he is crazy.) The evidence before the court is incontravertible. There's no need for the jury to retire. In all my years of judging I have never heard before, Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to deficate! -- No, Judge, the jury! Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before your peers. Tear down the wall! |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that We would meet again Some sunny day? Vera! Vera! What has become of you? Does anybody else here Feel the way I do? |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Oooooh
You cannot reach me now. Oooooh No matter how you try. Goodbye cruel world, its over Walk on by. Sitting in a bunker Here behind my wall. Waiting for the worms... to come. In perfect isolation Here behind my wall. Waiting for the worms... to come. Waiting, to cut off the dead wood. Waiting, to clean up the city. Waiting, to follow, the worms. Waiting, to put on a black tail. Waiting, to weed out the weaklings. Waiting, to smash in there windows and kick in there doors. Waiting, for the final solution of destruction that reins. Waiting, to follow the worms. Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens. Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the reds and the jews. Waiting, to follow the worms. (Would?) Would you like to see (would you like to see) Britannia rule again? My friend? All ya have to do, is follow, the worms. (Hahaha!) (Would?) Would you like to see (would you like to see) our colored cousins, home again. My friend? All you need to do is follow, the worms. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived On the day the wall came down The Ship of Fools had finally run aground Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my side No warmth, not even pride remained And even though you needed me It was clear that I could not do a thing for you Now life devalues day by day As friends and neighbors turn away And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone Now frontiers shift like desert sands While nations wash their bloodied hands Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey I woke to the sound of drums The music played, the morning sun streamed in I turned and I looked at you And all but the bitter residues slipped away... slipped away |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave them kids alone Hey Teachers Leave them kids alone All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall We don't need no education We dont need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave them kids alone Hey Teachers Leave them kids alone All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall Wrong Do it again If you don't eat yer meat you can't have any pudding How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat You Yes you behind the bikesheds stand still laddy |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once knew. Floating down, the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Lime and limpid green, a second scene A fight between the blue you once knew. Floating down, the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Blinding signs flap, Flicker, flicker, flicker blam. Pow, pow. Stairway scare Dan dare who's there? Lime and limpid green, the sounds around The icy waters under Lime and limpid green, the sounds around The icy waters underground |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me. And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care. Leave but don't leave me. Look around and choose your own ground. Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be. Run, rabbit run. Dig that hole, forget the sun, And when at last the work is done Don't sit down it's time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again. Relax. I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless Because the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irrestiable past time I took a heavenly ride through one silence I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight... into the shining sun |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
All that you touch
All that you see All that you taste All you feel. All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save. All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say. All that you eat everyone you meet All that you slight everyone you fight. All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon. "There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark." |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Hey you
Out there in the cold Getting lonely getting old Can you feel me Hey you Standing in the aisle With itchy feet and fading smile Can you feel me Hey you Don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight Hey you Out there on your own Sitting naked by the phone Would you touch me Hey you With your ear against the wall Waiting for someone to call out Would you touch me Hey you Would you help me to carry the stone Open your heart I'm coming home But it was only fantasy The wall was too high as you can see No matter how he tried he could not break free And the worms ate into his brain Hey you Out there on the road Always doing what you're told Can you help me Hey you Out there beyond the wall Breaking bottles in the hall Can you help me Hey you Don't tell me there's no hope at all Together we stand divided we fall |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary The ringing of the division bell had begun Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway Do they still meet there by the Cut There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps Running before time took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay The grass was greener The light was brighter With friends surrounded The nights of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some inner tide At a higher altitude with flag unfurled We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Encumbered forever by desire and ambition There's a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road we've been so many times The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever Steve O'Rourke: Hello? Charlie: Yeah... SO'R: Is that Charlie? C: Yes. SO'R: Hello Charlie. C: [mumbles something and hangs up] SO'R: Great! [hangs up] |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
For millions of years mankind lived just like the animals
Then something happenend which unleashed the power of our imagination We learned to talk There's a silence surrounding me I can't seem to think straight I'll sit in the corner No one can bother me I think I should speak now ___________ Why won't you talk to me I can't seem to speak now ____________ You never talk to me My words won't come out right ________ What are you thinking I feel like I'm drowning _____________ What are you feeling I'm feeling weak now _________________ Why won't you talk to me But I can't show my weakness _________ You never talk to me I sometimes wonder ___________________ What are you thinking Where do we go from here _____________ What are you feeling It doesn't have to be like this All we need to do is make sure we keep talking Why won't you talk to me _____________ I feel like I'm drowning You never talk to me _________________ You know I can't breathe now What are you thinking ________________ We're going nowhere What are you feeling _________________ We're going nowhere Why won't you talk to me You never talk to me What are you thinking Where do we go from here It doesn't have to be like this All we need to do is make sure we keep talking |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Learning to Fly (Gilmour/Moore/Ezrin/Carin)
Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reeled A fatal attraction holding me fast, how Can I escape this irresistible grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything No navigator to guide my way home Unladened, empty and turned to stone A soul in tension that's learning to fly Condition grounded but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I Above the planet on a wing and a prayer, My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air, Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, A state of bliss Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Money
Get away You get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money It's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money Well, get back I'm all right Jack Keep your hands off of my stack Money It's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the high fidelity first class travelling set I think I need a Lear jet Money It's a crime Share it fairly But don't take a slice of my pie Money So they say Is the root of all evil today But if you ask for a raise It's no surprise that they're giving none away |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
[female announcer, announcing flights at airport, including 'Rome']
"Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!" (Instrumental) |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run. You better make your face up in Your favorite disguise. With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes. With your empty smile And your hungry heart. Feel the bile rising from your guilty past. With your nerves in tatters When the conchshell shatters And the hammers batter Down the door. You'd better run. Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run. You better sleep all day And run all night. Keep your dirty feelings Deep inside. And if you're taking your girlfriend Out tonight You'd better park the car Well out of sight. Cause if they catch you in the back seat Trying to pick her locks, They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box. You better run. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, Like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire Of childhood and stardom, Blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, You cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, And exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome With random percision, Rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky: A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers, But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise He's chained forever to a world that's departed It's not enough, it's not enough His blood has frozen & curdled with fright His knees have trembled & given way in the night His hand has weakened at the moment of truth His step has faltered One world, one soul Time pass, the river rolls And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication And silent replies that swirl invitation Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea A grim intimation of what is to be There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight And silence that speaks so much louder that words, Of promises broken. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
"I've been mad for fucking years,
absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..." "I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us... very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..." |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
The Great Gig In The Sky
'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.' 'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.' 'I never said I was frightened of dying.' (Instrumental) |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way but you're older And shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say Home home again I like to be there when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men. Me, and you. God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do. Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died. And the general sat and the lines on the map moved from side to side. Black and blue And who knows which is which and who is who. Up and down. But in the end it's only round and round. Haven't you heard it's a battle of words The poster bearer cried. Listen son, said the man with the gun There's room for you inside. "I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once! It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?" Down and out It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about. With, without. And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about? Out of the way, it's a busy day I've got things on my mind. For the want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
What do you want from me
As you look around this room tonight Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood, do you want my tears What do you want What do you want from me Should I sing until I can't sing any more Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're so hard to please What do you want from me Do you think I know something you don't know What do you want from me If I don't promise you the answers would you go What do you want from me Should I stand out in the rain Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you I'm not the one you need What do you want from me You can have anything you want You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water Anything you want You can own everything you see Sell your soul for complete control Is that really what you need You can lose yourself this night See inside there is nothing to hide Turn and face the light What do you want from me |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
So so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell Did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change And did you exchange walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage How I wish how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found The same old fears Wish you were here |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
"Oi...Get your filthy hands off my desert!"
"What 'e say?" Brezhnev took Afghanistan. Begin took Beirut. Galtieri took the Union Jack. And Maggie, over lunch one day, Took a cruiser with all hands. Apparently, to make him give it back |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
Got to compete with the wily Japanese There's too many home fires burning and not enough trees So fuck all that we've got to get on with these Can't stop, lose job, mind gone, silicon What bomb, get away, pay day, make hay Break down, need fix, big six Clickity click, hold on, oh no brrrrrrrrrring bingo! Make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, make 'em dance in the aisles Make 'em pay, make 'em stay, make 'em feel, OK Not now John we've got to get on with the film show Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow Who cares what it's about as long as the kids go So not now John got to get on with the show Hang on John I've got to get on with this I don't know what it is but it fits on here like Come at the end of the shift we'll go and get pissed But not now John I've got to get on with this Hold on John I think there's something good on I used to read books But it could be the news or some other abuse Or it could be reusable shows Fuck all that we've got to get on with these Got to compare with the wily Japanese No need to worry about the Vietnamese Got to bring the Russian Bear to his knees Well, maybe not the Russian Bear, maybe the Swedes We showed Argentina, now let's go and show these Make us feel tough and wouldn't maggie be pleased Nah nah nah nah nah nah s'cusi dove il bar se para collo pou eine toe bar s'il vous plait ou est le bar oi' where's the fucking bar John |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
When you're one of the few to land on your feet
What do you do to make ends meet? Make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two Oh, make them me, make them you, make them do what you want them to Make them laugh, make them cry, make them lie down and die |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Button your lip
Don't let the shield slip Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions You can hide, hide, hide Behind paranoid eyes You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar Laughing too loud at the rest of the world With the boys in the crowd You can hide, hide, hide Behind petrified eyes You believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory Now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high And you hide, hide, hide Behind brown and mild eyes |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
They disembarked in 45
And no one spoke and no one smiled There were too many spaces in the line Gathered at the cenotaph All agreed with the hand on heart To sheath the sacrificial knifes But now She stands upon Southampton dock With her handkerchief And her summer frock clings To her wet body in the rain In quiet desperation knuckles White upon the slippery reins She bravely waves the boys goodbye again Ooo.. And still the dark stain spreads between his shoulder blades A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves And when the fight was over We spent what they had made But in the bottom of our hearts We felt the final cut |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time And far from flying high in clear blue skies I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide If you negotiate the minefield in the drive And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes And if you make it past the shoutgun in the hall Dial the combination open the priesthole And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall There's a kid who had a big hallucination Making love to girls in magazines He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith Could anybody love him? Or is it just a crazy dream? And if I show you my dark side Will you still hold me tonight? And if I open my heart to you And show you my weak side What would you do? Would you sell your story to rolling stone? Would you take the children away And leave me alone And smile in reassurance As you shisper down the phone? Would you send me packing? Or Would you take me home? Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings Thought I oughta tear the curtain down I held the blade in trembling hands Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang I never had the nerve to make the final cut |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home A little place of their own The Fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings And they can appear to themselves every day On closed circuit TV To make sure they're still real It's the only connection they feel "Ladies and gentlemaen, please welcome Reagan and Haig, Mr. Begin and Friend, Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley, Mr. Brezhnev and Party, The Ghost of McCarthy, the Memories of Nixon And now adding colour a group of anonymous Latin American Meat packing glitterati." Did they expect us to treat them with any respect They can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles And amuse themselves playing games for a while Boom boom, bang bang, lie down, you're dead Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye With their favourite toys They'll be good girls and boys In the Fletcher memorial home For colonial wasters of life and limb Is everyone in? Are you having a nice time? Now the final solution can be applied |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now In the space between the heavens And in the corner of some foreign field I had a dream I had a dream Goodbye max, goodbye ma After the service when you're walking slowly to the car And the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air You hear the tolling bell And touch the silk in your lapel And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band You take her frail hand And hold on to the dream A place to stay enough to eat Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street Where you can speak out loud About your doubts and fears And what's more no-one ever disappears You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door You can relax on both sides of the tracks And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control And everyone has recourse to the law And no-one kills the children anymore And no-one kills the children anymore Night after night Going round and round my brain His dream is driving me insane In the corner of some foreign field The gunner sleeps tonight What's done is done We cannot just write off his final scene Take heed of his dream Take heed |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about
Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape When I was their age all the lights went out There was no time to whine and mope about And even now part of me flies Over Dresden at angels one five Though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm Desperate memories lie Sweetharet, sweetheart, are you fast asleep, good 'Cos that's the only time that I can really talk to you And there is something that I've locked away A memory that is too paintful to withstand the light of day When we came back from the war The banners and flags hung on everyone's door We danced and we sang in the street And the church bells rang But burning in my heart The memory smoulders on Of the gunners dying words on the intercom |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road And I think of all the good things that we have left undone And I suffer premonitions Confirm suspicions of the holocaust to come The wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in Gives way and suddenly it's day again The sun is in the east even though the day is done Two suns in the sunset hmm... Could be the human race is run Like the moment when the brakes lock And you slide towards the big truck You stretch the frozen moments with your fear And you'll never hear their voices And you'll never see their faces You have no recourse to the law anymore And as the windshield melts my tears evaporate Leaving only charcoal to defend Finally I understand the feelings of the few Ashes and diamonds Foe and friend We were all equal in the end |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some brighteyed and crazy, some frightened and lost A warning to anyone still in command Of their possible future to take care In derelict sidings the poppies entwine With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? She stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs Stepping up boldly one put out his hand He said, "I was just a child then now I'm only a man." Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? By the cold and religious we were taken in hand Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad And strung out behind us the banners and flags Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far, fly high, You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you try, they're gonna love you. Well I've always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely. The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think. Oh by the way which one's pink and did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. We're just knocked out. We heard about the sell out. You gotta get an album out. You owe it to the people. We're so happy we can hardly count. Every body else is just green, have you seen the chart? Its a helluva start, it could be made into a monster if we all pull together as a team. And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon . Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome with rendom precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter , you piper, you prisoner, and shine! |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond. Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there. Shine on you crazy diamond. And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph, and sail on the steel breeze. Come on you boy child, you winner and loser, come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine! |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. YOu've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and Scouting for Boys'. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star. he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the SteakBar. He love to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
So,so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish,how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. wish you were here. |
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from Pink Floyd 5집 - Atom Heart Mother (1970)
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from Pink Floyd 5집 - Atom Heart Mother (1970)
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling Summer sunday and a year The sound of music in my ears Distant bells, new mown grass smells so sweet By the river holding hands Roll me up and lay me down *And if you see, don't make a sound PIck your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls A silver sound from a tongue so strange Sing to me, sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evening birds are calling Children's laughter in my ears The last sunlight disappears *Repeat |
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from Pink Floyd 5집 - Atom Heart Mother (1970)
If I were a swan I'd be gone
If I were a train I'd be late And If I were a good man I'd talk with you more often than I do If I were asleep I could dream If I were afraid I could hide If I go insane Please don't put your wires in my brain If I were the moon I'd be cool If I were a rule I would bend If I were a good man I'd understand the spaces between friends If I were alone I would cry And if I were with you I'd be home and dry And if I go insane Will you still let me join in with the game If I were a swan I'd be gone If I were a train I'd be late again And if I were a good man I'd talk with you more often than I do |
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from Pink Floyd 5집 - Atom Heart Mother (1970)
Would you like to say something before you leave
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel We say goodbye before we've said hello I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud From your bed I came today and lost a bloody year And I would like to know how do you feel How do you feel Not a single word was said, the night still hid our fears Occaisionally you showed a smile but what was the need I felt the cold far too soon in a room of ninety-five My friends are lying in the sun, I wish that I was there Tomorrow brings another town, another girl like you Have you time before you leave to greet another man Just you let me know how do you feel How do you feel Goodbye to you... Charlotte Pringle's due I've had enough for one day |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Oh where are you now
pussy willow that smiled on this leaf? When I was alone you promised the stone from your heart my head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand please, please, lift a hand I'm only a person whose armbands beat on his hands, hang tall won't you miss me? Wouldn't you miss me at all? The poppy birds way swing twigs coffee brands around brandish her wand with a feathery tongue my head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand please, please, please lift the hand I'm only a person with Eskimo chain I tattooed my brain all the way... Won't you miss me? Wouldn't you miss me at all? |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
You feel me
away far too empty, oh so alone! I want to go home Oh find me inside of a nocturne - the blonde how I love you to be by my side they wail... the crowd on her side she straggled the bridge by the water... She misses her crawl far ley grew heady aside in a dell inside an eye be the lonely one, my bride how I leave on the waddling wheel they flail... a gasp shringing a bad bell's ringing the angel - the daughter... You feel me... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Lean out your window, golden Hair
I heard you singing In the midnight air My book is closed I read no more Watching the fire-dance, on the floor I've left my book, I've left my room For I heard you singing through the gloom singing and singing, a merry air lean out the window, golden hair... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Lean out your window
Golden hair I heard you singing In the midnight air My book is closed I read no more Watching the fire dance On the floor I've left my book I've left my room I heard you singing Through the gloom Singing and singing A merry air Lean out of the window Golden Hair |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
This is a story 'bout a girl that I knew
she didn't like my songs and that made me feel blue she said: "a big band is far better than you"... She don't rock 'n' roll, she don't like it she don't do the stroll, well she don't do it right well, ev'rythings wrong and my patience was gone when I woke one morning and remembered this song O-oh-oh, kinda catchy, I hoped that she would talk to me now and even allow me to hold her hand and forget that old band. I strolled around to her pad her light was off and that's bad her sister said that my girl was gone "But come inside, boy, and play, play, play me a song!" I said "Yeah! Here I go" She's kinda cute; don't you know, That after a while of seeing her smile I knew we could make it, a-make it in style!? So now I've got all I need She and I are in love, we've agreed she likes this song and my others too so now you see my world is... 'Cuz of this tune! What a boon this tune! I tell you soon We'll be lying in bed, happily wed, and I won't think of that girl or what she said... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Yes I'm thinking of this, yes I am
Puddletown Tom was the underground hold you tighter so close, yes you are please hold on to the steel rail colonel with gloves he isn't loved on 'Sundays Mail' all the fives crock Henrietta she's mean go-getter gotta write her a letter. Did I wink of this, I am yum, yummy, yum, don't, yummy, yum, yom, yom... Yes, I'm thinking of this, in steam skeleton kissed to the steel rail fleas in Pamela chugging along with a funnel of steam all the fives crock Henrietta she's mean go-getter gotta write her a letter... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
When I woke up today
and you weren't there to play then I wanted to be with you when you showed me your eyes whispered love at the skies then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me... When I lay still at night seeing stars high and light then I wanted to be with you when the rooftops shone dark all alone (I) saw a spark spark of love just to stay with you inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me... If I mention your name turn around on a chain then the sky opens for you when we grew very tall when I saw you so small then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
She was long gone, long, long gone
She was gone, gone, the bigger they come The larger her hand 'till no one understands Why for so long she'd been gone. And I stood very still by the window sill And I wondered for those I love still I cried in my mind where I stand behind The beauty of love's in her eyes... She was long gone, long, long gone She was gone, gone, the bigger they come The larger her hand 'till no one understands Why for so long she'd been gone. And I borrowed the page From a leopard's cage And I prowled in the evening sun's glaze Her head lifted high to the light in the sky The opening dawn on her face... She was long gone long, long gone She was gone, gone, the bigger they come The larger her hand 'till no one understands Why for so long she'd been gone. And I stood very still by the window sill And I wondered for those I love still I cried in my mind where I stand behind The beauty of love's in her eyes... She was long gone long, long gone She was gone, gone, the bigger they come The larger her hand 'till no one understands Why for so long she'd been gone. She was long gone long, long gone. |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Oh, you dig it, had to smile just an hour or so (are) we in love like I think we be? It Ain't a long rhyme. It took ages to think I think I love it in the water, baby... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Flaking you are an nice little one to put it all around, its just good I like it, hey hey hey S'pose some time that day we'll be swinging along over across to me Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Goodtime rocker woman we'll stray our pieces little creepy we shine so sleepy, so whoopee! That's how you look... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Oh, you dig it, had to smile just an hour or so (are) we in love like I think we be? It Ain't a long rhyme. It took ages to think I think I love it in the water, baby... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Flaking you are an nice little one to put it all around, its just good I like it, hey hey hey S'pose some time that day we'll be swinging along over across to me Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Goodtime rocker woman we'll stray our pieces little creepy we shine so sleepy, so whoopee! That's how you look... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Oh, you dig it, had to smile just an hour or so (are) we in love like I think we be? It Ain't a long rhyme. It took ages to think I think I love it in the water, baby... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Flaking you are an nice little one to put it all around, its just good I like it, hey hey hey S'pose some time that day we'll be swinging along over across to me Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening Goodtime rocker woman we'll stray our pieces little creepy we shine so sleepy, so whoopee! That's how you look... Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good the other evening |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
It's no good trying to place your hand
where I can't see because I understand that you're different from me yes I can tell that you can't be what you pretend and you're rocking me backwards and you're rocking towards the red and yellow mane of a stallion horse. It's no good trying to hold your love where I can't see because I understand that you're different from me yes I can tell that you can't be what you pretend the caterpillar hood won't cover the head of you know you should be home in bed. It's no good holding your sequin fan where I can't see because I understand that you're different from me yes I can tell that you can't be what you pretend yes you're spinning around and around in a car with electric lights flashing very fast... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
You would hold your head up high
You even try You would hold another hand: Oh understand! They even see me under call We under all, We awful, awful, crawl To hear my hour Come see me cry... Just searching you even try I can make you smile If it's there will you go there too? When I live I die! They even see me under call We under all, we awful, awful, crawl Because of you, to see me be. |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word Trip, trip to a dream dragon Hide your wings in a ghost tower Sails crackiling at ev'ry plate we break Cracked by scattered needles Little minute gong Coughs and clears his throat Madam you see before you stand Hey ho, never be still The old original favourite gran Grasshoppers green herbarian band And the tune they play in us confide... So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' You have no word Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! Isn't it good to be lost in the wood Isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood Twenty even less to me than I thought With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border Hey ho, huff the talbot Cheetah he cried shouted kangaroo So through their tree they cried Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! The madcap laughed at the man on the border Hey ho, huff the talbot The winds they blew and the leaves did wag And they'll never put me in their bag The seas will reach and always see So high you go, so low you creep The winds it blows in tropical heat The drones they throng on mossy seats The squeaking door will always creep Two up, two down we'll never meet So merrily trip for good my side Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word Trip, trip to a dream dragon Hide your wings in a ghost tower Sails crackiling at ev'ry plate we break Cracked by scattered needles Little minute gong Coughs and clears his throat Madam you see before you stand Hey ho, never be still The old original favourite gran Grasshoppers green herbarian band And the tune they play in us confide... So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro' You have no word Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! Isn't it good to be lost in the wood Isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood Twenty even less to me than I thought With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border Hey ho, huff the talbot Cheetah he cried shouted kangaroo So through their tree they cried Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! The madcap laughed at the man on the border Hey ho, huff the talbot The winds they blew and the leaves did wag And they'll never put me in their bag The seas will reach and always see So high you go, so low you creep The winds it blows in tropical heat The drones they throng on mossy seats The squeaking door will always creep Two up, two down we'll never meet So merrily trip for good my side Please leave us here Close our eyes to the octopus ride! |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
She took a long cold look at me
and smiled and gazed all over my arm she loves to see me get down to ground she hasn't time just to be with me her face between all she means to be to be extreme, just to be extreme a broken pier on the wavy sea she wonders why for all she wants to see... But I got up and I stomped around and hid the piece where the trees touch the ground... The end of truth that lay out the time spent lazing here on a painting dream a mile or more in a foreign clime to see farther inside of me. And looking high up into the sky I breathe as the water streams over me... |
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from Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs (1970)
I really love you and I mean you the star above you, crystal blue Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... I wouldn't see you and I love to I fly above you, yes I do well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth the fins aluminous fangs all 'round the clam is dark below the boulders hiding all the sunlight's good for us 'Cause we're the fishes and all we do the move about is all we do well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth the fins aluminous fangs all 'round the clam is dark below the boulders hiding all the sunlight's good for us 'Cause we're the fishes and all we do the move about is all we do well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... I really love you and I mean you the star above you, crystal blue Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... |
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