PINK FLOYD LYRICS

Compiled by: Charger

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

1. The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn - August 5, 1967 2. A Saucerful Of Secrets - June 29, 1968 3. More - July 27, 1969 4. Ummagumma Live - October 25, 1969 5. Ummagumma Studio - October 25, 1969 6. Atom Heart Mother - October 10, 1970 7. Relics - May 14, 1971 8. Meddle - October 30, 1971 9. Obscured By Clouds - June 3, 1972 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. Dark Side Of The Moon - March 24, 1973 Wish You Were Here - September 15, 1975 Animals - January 23, 1977 The Wall - November 30, 1979 (CD) The Wall - (Movie Adaptation) A Collection Of Great Dance Songs - November 23, 1981 The Final Cut - March 21, 1983 Works - November 1, 1983 A Momentary Lapse Of Reason - September 7, 1987 Delicate Sound Of Thunder - November 22, 1988 Shine On - November 2, 1992 The Division Bell - April 4, 1994 P.U.L.S.E. - June 5, 1995

Singles and other rare songs 23. 24. 25. Unreleased Songs Songs only in the Wall movie List of vocalists of Pink Floyd songs (by album)

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Pipers at the Gates of Dawn

Pink Floyd's first album came after two singles releases, Arnold Layne, Candy and the Current Bun (previously name Let's Roll Another One, but had to be changed to meet the G-Rated needs of the early 60's); See Emily Play, and Scarecrow. Under Syd Barrett's supervision, Floyd releases an upbeat oldies" album, but you will never hear any of these on FM because most are considered to be brought out by drugs. Many of the songs have Syd cheery voice, and upbeat music, but convey messages often overlooked. Astronomy Domine opens the album up strongly. But the rest of the album is meant to be fun to listen to, which Barrett succeeds in doing, catchy lyrics and beats make up a good record.

Astronomy Domine Lucifer Sam Matilda Mother Pow R. Toc H. Flaming Take Up thy Stethiscope and Walk Intestellar Overdrive The Gnome Chapter 24 The Scarecrow Bike

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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. Lucifer Sam Lucifer Sam, siam cat. Always sitting by your side Always by your side. That cat's something I can't explain. Ginger, ginger, Jennifer Gentle you're a witch. You're the left side He's the right side. Oh, no! That cat's something I can't explain. Lucifer go to sea. Be a hip cat, be a ship's cat. Somewhere, anywhere. That cat's something I can't explain. At night prowling sifting sand. Hiding around on the ground. He'll be found when you're around. That cat's something I can't explain.

Astronomy Domine

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Matilda Mother
There was a king who ruled the land. His majesty was in command. With silver eyes the scarlet eagle Showers silver on the people. Oh Mother, tell me more. Why'd'ya have to leave me there Hanging in my infant air Waiting? You only have to read the lines They're scribbly black and everything shines. Across the stream with wooden shoes With bells to tell the king the news A thousand misty riders climb up Higher once upon a time. Wandering and dreaming The words have different meaning. Yes they did. For all the time spent in that room The doll's house, darkness, old perfume And fairy sories held me high on Clouds of sunlight floating by. Oh Mother, tell me more Tell me more. Aaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaah

Pow R. Toc H
(Instrumental)

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Flaming
Alone in the clouds all blue Lying on an eiderdown. Yippee! You can't see me But I can you. Lazing in the foggy dew Sitting on a unicorn. No fair, you can't hear me But I can you. Watching buttercups cup the light Sleeping on a dandelion. Too much, I won't touch you But then I might. Screaming through the starlit sky Travelling by telephone. Hey ho, here we go Ever so high. Alone in the clouds all blue Lying on an eiderdown. Yippee! You can't see me But I can you. Take Up Thy Stethescope and Walk Doctor doctor! I'm in bed Achin' head Gold is lead Choke on bread Underfed Gold is lead Jesus bled Pain is red Are goon Grow go Greasy spoon You swoon June bloom Music seems to help the pain Seems to cultivate the brain. Doctor kindly tell your wife that I'm alive - flowers thrive - realize - realize Realize.

Interstellar Overdrive
(Instrumental)

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The Gnome
I want to tell you a story About a little man If I can. A gnome named Grimble Grumble. And little gnomes stay in their homes. Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine. He wore a scarlet tunic, A blue green hood, It looked quite good. He had a big adventure Amidst the grass Fresh air at last. Wining, dining, biding his time. And then one day - hooray! Another way for gnomes to say Hooooooray. Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good? Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good? Winding, finding places to go. And then one day - hooray! Another way for gnomes to say Hooooooray. Hoooooooooooray.

A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return. The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset. The time is with the month of winter solstice When the change is due to come. Thunder in the other course of heaven. Things cannot be destroyed once and for all. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset, sunrise. A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return. The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset, sunrise.

Chapter 24

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The Scarecrow
The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere. He didn't care. He stood in a field where barley grows. His head did no thinking His arms didn't move except then the wind cut up Rough and mice ran around on the ground He stood in a field where barley grows. The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me But now he's resigned to his fate 'Cause life's not unkind - he doesn't mind. He stood in a field where barley grows.

I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like. It's got a basket, a bell that rings and Things to make it look good. I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke. There's a tear up the front. It's red and black. I've had it for months. If you think it could look good, then I guess it should. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house. I don't know why. I call him Gerald. He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a clan of gingerbread men. Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men. Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a room of musical tunes. Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork. Let's go into the other room and make them work.

Bike

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A Suacerful of Secrets
This is a transition album from Syd Barrett to Roger Waters. Syd Barrett, at this point, allowed drug abuse to take over. This lead to him leaving the group, and he only was able to write three tracks for this album. But to replace him was David Gilmour. Because of the sudden change in style, this album could have been better. Roger didn't know what he was doing at first, David was new to Pink Floyd, and Syd left. This causes many mishaps and mistakes to be recorded, and the album isn't all that great. Some tracks are good enough to make the album worth buyable, but for the most part, this is probably Floyd's worst.

Let There be More Light Remember a Day Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun Corporal Clegg A Suacerful of Secrets See-Saw Jugband Blues

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Let There Be More Light

Far, far, far away - way People heard him say - say I will find a way - way There will come a day - day Something will be done. Then at last the mighty ship Descending on a point of flame Made contact with the human race And melted hearts. Now, now, now is the time - time Time to be - be - be aware Carter's father saw him there and made contact with the human race at Mildenhall. Knew the Rhull revealed to him the glowing soul of Heremond the Wake. Oh, my, something in my eye - eye Something in the sky - sky Waiting there for me The outer rope rolls early back The service men were heard to sigh For there revealed in glowing robes Was Lucy in the sky Oh - oh - did you ever know - know Never ever will they I cannot say Something in his cosmic art And glowing slightly from his toes The psychic and the nations fly

Remember a Day
Remember a day before today A day when you were young. Free to play alone with time Evening never came. Sing a song that can't be sung Without the morning's kiss Queen - you shall be it if you wish Look for your king Why can't we play today Why can't we stay that way Climb your favorite apple tree Try to catch the sun Hide from your little brother's gun Dream yourself away Why can't we reach the sun Why can't we blow the years away Blow away Blow away Remember Remember

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Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun

Little by little the night turns around. Counting the leaves which tremble and turn. Lotus's lean on each other in union. Over the hills where a swallow is resting. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. Over the mountain watching the watcher. Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine. Morning to birth is born into shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the wine. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun. Who is the man who arrives at the wall? Making the shape of his questions at asking. Thinking the sun will fall in the evening. Will he remember the lesson of giving? Set the controls for the heart of the sun. The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun.

Corporal Clegg
Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg He won it in the war, in 1944. Corporal Clegg had a medal too In orange, red, and blue He found it in the zoo. Dear, dear were they really sad for me? Dear, dear will they really laugh at me? Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him. Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin. Corporal Clegg umbrella in the rain He's never been the same No one is to blame Corporal Clegg recieved his medal in a dream From Her Majesty the queen His boots were very clean. Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin.

A Saucerful of Secrets
(Instrumental)

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Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land All the way she smiles She goes up while he goes down, down Sits on a stick in the river Laughter in his sleep Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit He doesn't know so then She goes up while he goes down, down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day She'll be selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care All can see he's not there She grows up for another man, and he's down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day Another time, another day A brother's way to leave

See-Saw

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.

Jugband Blues

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More
A film soundtrack for the movie More (directed by Barbet Schroder). Pink Floyd does all the music for this movie. This is a non-traditional Floyd album, although it is a soundtrack, the tracks are much shorter, and less instrumental. Many of the songs are good, but almost to short to really enjoy. The best track on this album is Cymbaline, an upbeat party song.

Cirrus Minor The Nile Song Crying Song Up the Kyber Green is the Colour Cymbaline Party Sequence Main Theme Ibaza Bar More Blues Quicksilver A Spanish Piece Dramatic Theme

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Cirrus Minor
In a churchyard by a river, Lazing in the haze of midday, Laughing in the grasses and the graze. Yellow bird, you are alone in singing and in flying on, In and in leaving. Willow weeping in the water, Waving to the river daughters, Swaying in the ripples and the reeds. On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later.

I was standing by the Nile Whe I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Light tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the island in the sun. I will follw in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep, Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down.

The Nile Song

We smile and smile We smile and smile Laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb We climb and climb Footfall softly in the pines We cry and cry We cry and cry Sadness passes in a while We role and role We role and role Help me role away the stone

Crying Song

(Instrumental)

Up the Khyber

Heavy hung the canopy of blue Shade my eyes and I can see you White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore She lay in the shadow of the wave Hazy were the visions of her playing Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime Page 14 of 133

Green is the Colour

Green is the colour of her kind Quickness of the eye deceives the mind Many is the bond between the hopefull and the damned

Cymbaline

The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling colored photographs to magazines back home And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand they must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Party Sequence (Instrumental)

Main Theme
(Instrumental)

Ibiza Bar
I'm so afraid of mistakes that I made Taking every time that I wake I feel like a hard-boiled butter man So give me a time when the countries will lie on storyline if kind Are days are made since the first page I've lived every line that you wrote Take me down, take me down, from the shelf above So give me a time when the countries will lie on storyline if kind And if I live on the shelf like the rest And if love bleeds like a sad song Please pick-up your camera and use me again So give me a time when the countries will lie on Page 15 of 133

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storyline if kind Yea (Instrumental)

More Blues

Quicksilver
(Instrumental)

A Spanish Piece
Bath of tequila, Manuel Leaf and cringle Laugh at my lisp and kill you I think This Spanish music It sets my soul on fire Lovely seniorita Your eyes are like stars Your teeth are like pearls Your ruby lips seniorita

Dramatic Theme
(Instrumental)

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Ummagumma(Studio)
Pink Floyd's fourth release, Ummagumma (slang for sex) is half and half (in terms of studio/live). The first disk is live cuts recorded at several different places, and the second side is a studio album. The first (live) half is of hits from Syd Barrett times, as well as from Saucerful. The second disk is of new cuts released for this album. Most pieces are highly instrumental, and pretty lengthy. But a good compilation of tracks. This version of Astronomy Domine is good, but I recommend the PULSE version of it, Careful with that Axe, Eugene, is a good version, but the studio is much better. The studio half is a good compilation, but could use some cleaning up. Altogether this a decent album.

Astronomy Domine Careful With that Axe, Eugene Set The Controls for the Heart of the Sun A Saucerful of Secrets Sysyphus (Part 1-3) Grantchester Meadows Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a cave and Grooving With a Pict The Narrow Way (Part 1-3) The Grand Vizier's Garden Party Part 1 Enterance Part 2 Entertainment Part 3 Exit

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Lime and limpid gree, 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 sound surrounds the icy waters under Lime and limpid green, The sound surrounds the icy waters Underground

Astronomy Domine

Careful With That Axe, Eugene

(instrumental)

Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on each other in yearning Under the eaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the Sun Over the mountain watchin the watcher Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine One inch of love is one inch of shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the wine Set the controls for the heart of the Sun Witness the man who raves at the wall? Making the shape of his questions to Heaven Whether the Sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lesson of giving? Set the controls for the heart of the Sun Set the controls for the heart of the Sun

Set the Controls For the Heart of the Sun

A Saucerful of Secrets
(Instrumental)

(Instrumental)

Sysyphus

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Icy wind of night be gone This is not your domain In the skiy a bird was heard to cry Misty morning whisperings And gentle stirring sounds Belied a deathly silence That lay all around Hear the lark and harken To the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground See the splashing Of the kingfisher flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding Unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes Through the endless summer Making for the sea In the lazy water meadow I lay me down All around me golden sunflakes Settle on the ground Basking in the sunshine Of a by-gone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday Into this city room Hear the lark and harken To the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground See the splashing Of the kingfisher flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding Unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes Through the endless summer Making for the sea

Grantchester Meadows

Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict
(Instrumental)

The Narrow Way

(Instrumental)

The Grand Vizier's Garden Party

(Instrumental)

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Atom Heart Mother

Pink Floyd's fifth album was an experiment gone good. Atom Heart Mother was the first album to have a less "crazy" feel and to utilize more of the sounds that makes pink Floyd popular in later albums. The more down to earth album open up with a 23 minute, seven part, anthology, Atom Heart Mother (Later renamed the Atom Heart Mother Suite to separate it from the name of the album), that is followed up by If, a slower, sadder cut. The album picks right back up on Summer of '68, and Richard Wright's great piano works, Then Fat Old Sun is a deep cut to lead up to Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast. A light instrument piece that goes through the steps of Alan Stiles' Morning. The album is really good, and also really underrated, because of the main pieces being more than 10 minutes long, you never hear any of it anywhere else. This album is well written and played well by Floyd. you can hear all five group members distinctly, and really is an upper sounding piece.

Atom Heart Mother Suite Father Shout Breast Milky Mother Fore Funky Dung Mind Your Throats Please Remergance If Summer '68 Fat Old Sun Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast Rise and Shine Sunny Side Up Morning Glory

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Atom Heart Mother Suite

(instrumental)

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 to sleep, 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 book, 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. If I were a good man, I'd talk to you more often than I do. Would you like to 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. They lied still without fears. Occasionally you showed a smile, but what was the need? I felt the cold far too soon in a wind of ninetyfive. My friends are lying in the sun, I wish I was there. Tomorrow brings another town, another girl like you. Have you time before you leave to greet another man Just to let me know, how do you feel? How do you feel? Goodbye to you. Childish bangles too. I've had enough for one day.

If

Summer '68

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When that fat old sun in the sky is falling, Summer evening birds are calling. Summer's thunder time of 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 sit, Don't make a sound. Pick your feet up off the ground. And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time 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. And if you sit, Don't make a sound. Pick your feet up off the ground. And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time 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.

Fat Old Sun

Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast

(Instrumental)

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Relics
A Compilation Album of most of Pink Floyd's early stuff. It contains some off the the First singles, some off More, and a never before released track, Biding My Time. This was released by EMI to try to get some of their early stuff to sell better. Most of the songs are short, but good. And is very diverse on who did what. Some tracks are Barrett origin, other are from Wright, or Waters. This brings together a really good collection of early Floyd.

Arnold Layne Intestellar Overdrive See Emily play Remember a Day Paint Box Julia Dream Be Careful With That Axe Eugene Cirrus Minor Nile Song Biding my Time Bike

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Arnold Layne
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 bang - 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

Intestellar Overdrive
(Instrumental)

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh She often inclined 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

See Emily Play

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Remember a day
Remember a day before today A day when you were young Free to play along with time Evening never comes Sing a song that can't be sung Whithout the morning's kiss Queen you shall be if you wish Look for your king Why can't we play today? Why can't we stay that way? Climb your favourite apple tree Try to catch the sun Hide from your little brother's gun Dream yourself away Why can't we reach the sun? Why can't we blow the years away? Blow away

Paint Box
Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another drink Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink What a way to spend that evening They all turn up with their friends Playing the game But in the scene I should have been Far away Away - away - away - away - away Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget The telephone rings and someone speaks She would very much like to go out to a show So what can I do - I can't think what to say She sees through anyway Away - away - away - away - away Out of the front door I go Traffic's moving rather slow Arriving late, there she waits Looking very angry, as cross as she can be Be - a - be - a - be - a - be - a - be Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget

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Sunlight bright upon my pillow Lighter than an eiderdown Will she let the weeping willow Wind his branches round Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Every night I turn the light out Waiting for the velvet bride Will the scaly armadillo Find me where I'm hiding Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Will the misty master break me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps catch me Am I really dying Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Careful With That Axe, Eugene Ahhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhh,

Julia Dream

Careful With That Axe, Eugene

Cirrus minor
In a churchyard by a river Lazing in the hazy midday Laughing in the grasses and the graves Yellow bird you are not long in singing And in flying up and laughing and in leaving Willow weeping in the water Waving to the river daughters Swaying in the ripples and the reeds On a trip to cirrus minor Saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later

The Nile song

I was standing by the Nile When I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Oh, my tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the islands in the sun. I will follow in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep, Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down.

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Wasting my time, Resting my mind And I'll never pine For the sad days and the When we was workin' from And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her

Biding My Time

bad days nine to five

eyes

eyes

I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like. It's got a basket, a bell that rings and Things to make it look good. I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke. There's a tear up the front. It's red and black. I've had it for months. If you think it could look good, then I guess it should. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house. I don't know why. I call him Gerald. He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a clan of gingerbread men. Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men. Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a room of musical tunes. Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork. Let's go into the other room and make them work.

Bike

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Meddle
This Floyd record is not given enough credit. The only song heard on occasion in One Of These Days, which is an awesome guitar piece. But Fearless, and Echoes are just as good. A Pillow of Winds is a mellow piece written well, and San Tropez is an upbeat, off-Floyd track. The album is written well, and played great. Seamus, is a short song about a dog, no real importance. But in previous versions, it was know as Mademoiselle Nobbs. Which is the same song, only without the lyrics, but the dog still cries. Echoes was actually played before it was written. Floyd played what was known as Nothing (parts 1-36), then jotted it down, combined it, cleaned it up, and made it the 23 minute piece that it is. On the original record, it took up the entire back side.

One of these Days A Pillow of Winds Fearless San Tropez Seamus Echoes

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(Instrumental) One of these days I'm gonna cut you into little pieces

One of These Days

A Pillow of Winds
A cloud of eider down Draws around me softening the sound Sleepy time in my life With my love by my side And she's breathing low And the candle dies. When night comes down you lock the door The boot falls to the floor As darkness falls and waves roll by The seasons change The wind is raw. Now wakes the hour that sleeps the swan Behold a dream, the dream is gone Green fields A cold rain is falling Near the golden dawn. And deep beneath the ground The early morning sounds and I go down Sleepy time in our life With my love by my side And she's breathing low And I rise like a bird In the haze and the first rays touch the sky And the night winds die. You say the hill's too steep to climb, Climb it! You say you'd like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb The hill in my own way just wait a while, for the right day And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds I look down hear the sound of the things you said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling Emotionless the magistrate turns 'round, frowning and who's the fool who wears the crown Go down in your own way And everyday is the right day And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown You look down Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd

Fearless

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As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind the sofa in San Tropez Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness Scratched by the sand that fell from our love Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If you're alone I'll come home Backwards and home bound The pidgeon the dove Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon Sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far flung thoughts together Speeding away on a wind to a new day If your alone I'll come home And I pause for a while By a country style And listen to things they say Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand Hoping they'll take a look at the way things stand And you're leading me down to the place by the sea I hear your soft voice calling to me Making a date for later by phone if you're alone I'll come home

San Tropez

I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound was outside Well, you know the sun was sinking slowly But my hound just sat right down and cried

Seamus

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Echoes
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant tide Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and Something tries And starts to climb towards the light Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can And no one calls us to the land And no one crosses there alive And no one speaks And no one tries And no one flies around the sun And now this is the day you fall Upon my waking eyes Inviting and inciting me to rise And through the window in the wall Comes streamin in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning And no one sings me lullabies And no one makes me close my eyes So I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky.

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Obscured by Clouds
Another sound track for a Barbet Schroder Movie, La Vallee. This time Floyd takes it to Paris to record a French Film. But the movie is released in English, and renamed The Valley: Obscured by Clouds. The movie is about an exhibition group that goes out to find sacred religious land. That, on the map, is only marked "Obscured by Clouds". On there journey, they find more than just spiritual beliefs, they run into "Mud Men", and more importantly, they find love. The album is well composed, and although the tracks are shorter, the album is good. Most of the tracks are written by various members, so everyone can be heard distinctly. You will never hear any of the music on the radio, but one that later re-released is Free Four, a good track. But it is than followed up by Stay. A good cut that is filled with emotion and instruments. Altogether, Obscured By Clouds is a good release, that shouldve been released with, or without, the movie.

Obscured By Clouds When Your In Burning Bridges The Gold it's in The... Wot's...Uh the Deal Mudmen Childhood's End Free Four Stay Absolutly Curtains

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Obscured by Clouds
(Instrumental) (Instrumental)

When You're In Burning Bridges

Bridges burning gladly, Merging with the shadows, Flickering between the lines. Stolen moments floating softly on the air, Born on wings of fire and climbing higher. Ancient bonds are breaking, Moving on and changing sides. Dreaming of a new day, Cast aside the other way. Magic visions stirring, Kindled by and burning flames rise in her eyes. The door stands ajar, The wall that once were high. Beyond the gilded cage, Beyond the reach of ties. The moment is at hand. She breaks the golden band. Come on, my friends, Let's make for the hills. They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because I'm only coming along for the ride. Well, you go yuor way, I'll go mine. I don't care if we get there on time. Everybody's searching for something, they say. I'll get my kicks on the way. Over mountains, across seas, Who knows what will be waiting for me? I could sail forever to strange sounding names. Faces of people and places don't change. All I have to do is just close my eyes To see the seagulls wheeling on those far distant skies. All I want to tell you, All I want to say is count me in on the journey. Don't expect me to stay.

The Gold it's in The...

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Heaven said the promised land Looks allright from where I stand Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in Waiting on the first step Show where the key is kept Point me down the right line because it's time To let me in from the cold Turn my land into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Flash the red is wots...uh the deal Got to make to the next meal Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel. Mile after mile Stone after stone Turn to speak but you're alone Million mile from home you're on your own So let me in from the cold Turn my land into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Fly bright by candlelight Up out of my sight And if she prefers we will never stir again Someone said the promised land And I grabbed it with both hands Now I'm the man on the inside looking out Hear me shout 'come on in, what's the news and where you been?' Cause there's no wind left in my soul And I've grown old

Wots...uh the Deal

Mudmen
(Instrumental)

Childhood's End
You shout in your sleep. Perhaps the price is just too steep. Is your conscience at rest if once put to the test? You awake with a start to just the beating of your heart. Just one man beneath the sky, Just two ears, just two eyes. You set sail across the sea of longpast thoughts and memories. Childhood's end, Your fantasies merge with harsh realities. And then as the sail is hoist, You find your eyes are growing moist. All the fears never voiced say you have to make your finalchoice. Who are you and who am I to say we know the reason why? Some are born; Some men die beneath one infinite sky. There'll be war, there'll be peace. Page 34 of 133

But everything one day will cease. All the iron turned to rust; All the proud men turned to dust. And so all things, time will mend. So this song will end.

The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You suffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die. Life is a short, warm moment And death is a long cold rest. You get your chance to try In the twinkling of an eye: Eighty years, with luck, or even less. So all aboard for the American tour, And maybe you'll make it to the top. And mind how you go. I can tell you, because I know. You may find it hard to get off. You are the angel of death And I am the dead man's son. And he died like a mole in a fox hole. And everyone is still in the run. And who is the master of fox hounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum? The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You suffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die.

Free Four

Stay
Stay and help me to end the day. And of you don't mind, We'll break a bottle of wine. Stick around and maybe we'll put one down, Because I wanna find what lies behind those eyes. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold. I rise, looking through my morning eyes, Surprised to find you by my side. Rack my brain to try to remember your name To find the words to tell you goodbye. Morning dues. Newborn day. Midnight blue turn to gray. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold.

Absolutely Curtains
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(Instrumental)

Dark Side of the Moon

Pink Floyd's turning point. This album made the group how popular it is now. This album went Platinum 27 times, falling second in the all time platinum list (First is M. Jacson, Thriller with 40). The next closest thing to Darkside is the 22x Platinum 1979 release of The Wall. Darkside broke all chart records. Staying on the top 200 for over 20 years (October 29, 1987)! Nothing close has ever been done before, or since. This album gave Pink Floyd recognition, much needed from overlooked albums like Atom Heart Mother, and Meddle. Completely written by Roger Waters, Darkside set new standards in rock, and in Pink Floyd. It introduced new sound effects and instrument usage, and has changed music forever. Debuted on February 17, 1972, Eclipse (The name given to the live show of Darkside of he Moon, on February 17, 1972. When the album was bootlegged, it was named "Brain Damage") was an instant hit with Floyd Fans. Although when officially released, the album started off slowly. But is now rated the "Best Album of All Time". All five members can be heard in this record breaker, it is sang, written, and composed almost perfectly. The album has most forgotten theme, "things to drive you mad". Money, Time (or lack of the two) can drive people crazy, as well as always being "on the run" or ignored (Speak to Me). Us and Them is a song about violence and death, when The Great Gig in the Sky refers to heaven, and the fear of dying. Brain Damage and Eclipse (the tracks, not the bootlegs) are the conclusion to the album, only to end with "There is no Darkside of the Moon Really, as a matter of fact it is all dark".

Speak To Me Breathe On the Run Time Breathe (Reprise) The Great Gig in the Sky Money Us and Them Any Colour You Like Brain Damage
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Eclipse

(Instrumental) "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..."

Speak to Me

Breathe
Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave but don't leave me Look around and chose your own ground For 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, 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 start 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 toward an early grave. (Instrumental) "Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!"

On the Run

Time
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

Breathe - Reprise
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I like to be there when I can When I come in 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.

(Instrumental) "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." "I never said I was frightened of dying." Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your O.K. 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 get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack. Money it's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set And 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 rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away "HuHuh! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" "Yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!" "I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

The Great Gig in the Sky

Money

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Us and Them
Us and Them And after all we're only ordinary men Me, and you God only knows it's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, as 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 And in the end it's only round and 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 Down and Out It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny that's what the fightings all about Get out of the way, it's a busy day And I've got things on my mind For want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died

Any Colour You Like

(Instrumental)

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 Page 39 of 133

Brain Damage

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 "I can't think of anything to say except... I think it's marvellous! HaHaHa!"

Eclipse
All that you touch All that you see All that you taste All that you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All that 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, as a matter of fact...it is all dark"

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Wish You Were Here

A crucial follow-up album to Darkside of the Moon. This album wasn't an immediate hit, after many mixed reviews. But after a few years, it grew on some newer Floyd fans and became very popular. The album is themed around the music industry. It is staged in three major parts surrounded by the sweet sounding "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" series. The first part is Welcome to the Machine, or welcome to the music industry rather. It is a mockery of how the business takes control of your life. Which is probably exactly how Waters feels under the new record company pushing them to release. The next track, Have a Cigar, is the only Pink Floyd song to be completely sung by an out-of-grouper, talks about the stress put on by companies to release after a successful album. And actually the quote "Which one's Pink" is said by an American Record executive. Then the title track, is well written and played. This track organizes Waters thoughts on the way he feels under the pressure. And actually gives his thoughts on Syd Barretts condition. Since Syd has not been seen in about six years, Waters is missing Barrett, and actually write Shine On You Crazy Diamond as a documentary to him. This long suite is a nine piece instrumental piece with the lyrics emotionally sang. Since Syd had left Pink Floyd because of his unpredictability due to the pressure of record companies and drugs, this example of Syd was well made in this classic album. Syd Barrett made it to the recording session, although he didn't play, he surely made on impact on the recording.

"During the WYWH sessions a fat, shaven-headed person wearing grey Terylene trousers, a nylon shirt and string vest wandered into the studio. The band ignored the visitor and kept on playing and it was the visiting Andrew King who finally recognized their guest: 'Good God, it's Syd! How did you get like that?' To which Syd replied, 'I've got a very large fridge at home and I've been eating a lot of pork chops.' The whole event was slightly un-nerving since the theme of the album was based on Syd and his subsequent madness." --Pink Floyd: The Illustrated Discography "I walked into the studio at Abbey Road, Roger was sitting, mixing at the desk, and I saw this big bald guy sitting on the couch behind. About 16 stone. And I didn't think anything of it. In those days it was quite normal for strangers to wander into our essions. Then Roger said, You don't know who that guy is, do you? It's Syd. It was a huge shock, because I hadn't seen him for about six years. He kept standing up and brushing his teeth, putting his toothbrush away and sitting down. Then at one point he stood up and said, Right, when do I put the guitar on? And of course he didn't have a Page 41 of 133

guitar with him. And we said, Sorry Syd, the guitar's all done." --Richard Wright

Shine On You Crazy Diamond (I-V) Welcome to the Machine Have a Cigar Wish You Were Here Shine On You Crazy Diamond (VI-IX) Shine on You Crazy Diamond I-V
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 precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Welcome to the Machine

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 fool, 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 Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. 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. Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart? It's 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 Page 42 of 133

Have a Cigar

we call it Riding the Gravy Train.

Wish You Were Here

(sounds like a clip from a movie or radio) cough 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.

Shine on You Crazy Diamond VI-IX

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, 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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Animals
This album is one of Floyds underrated ones. Animals is hought of as the "forgotten album", although it is a good album, it was pitted right between Wish You Were Here and The Wall. The album starts and ends with acoustic parts, Pigs on the Wing (1 and 2), and sandwiched between them is Dogs, Pigs (Three different Ones), and Sheep. These tracks combined to tell a story similar to George Orwell's "Animal Farm". With the Pigs trying to take over by controlling the Dogs, the Sheep just live there own life "In the grass lands". Roger Waters originally wanted the Album cover to be a true picture of a pig balloon flying over the Batter Sea Power Station, but the balloon escaped the ropes after they sent the gunman (to stop the pig from flying away) home. The pig landed in a farmer's land in Kent, England. They kept the idea of the Pig to keep record of the event, but it was not a real picture.

Pigs on the Wing (part one) Dogs Pigs (Three Different Ones) Sheep Pigs on the Wing (part two)

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If you didn't care what happened to me, And I didn't care for you We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain Occasionally glancing up through the rain Wondering which of the buggers to blame And watching for pigs on the wing.

Pigs on the Wing (Part One)

Dogs
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder,and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south Hide your head in the sand Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down, alone Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everythings done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Page 45 of 133

Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone.

Pigs (Three different ones)

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are And when your hand is on your heart You're nearly a good laugh Almost a joker With your head down in the pig bin Saying "keep on digging" Pig stain on your fat chin What do you hope to find? When you're down in the pig mine You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are You radiate cold shafts of broken glass You're nearly a good laugh Almost worth a quick grin You like the feel of steel You're hot stuff with a hat pin And good fun with a hand gun You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are You're trying to keep our feelings off the street You're nearly a real treat All tight lips and cold feet And do you feel abused? ...!...!....!....! You gotta stem the evil tide And keep it all on the inside Mary you're nearly a treat Mary you're nearly a treat But you're really a cry.

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Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out There may be dogs about I've looked over Jordan and I have seen Things are not what they seem. What do you get for pretending the danger's not real Meek and obedient you follow the leader Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes Now things are really what they seem No, this is no bad dream. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want He makes me down to lie Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by With bright knives he releaseth my soul He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places He converteth me to lamb cutlets For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger When cometh the day we lowly ones Through quiet reflection and great dedication Master the art of karate Lo, we shall rise up And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water. Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream Wave upon wave of demented avengers March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream. Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead! You better stay home And do as you're told Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

Sheep

You know that I care what happens to you And I know that you care for me So I don't feel alone

Pigs on the Wing (Part Two)

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Or the weight of the stone Now that I've found somewhere safe To bury my bone And any fool knows a dog needs a home A shelter from pigs on the wing.

The Wall
Pink Floyds most popular album, the Wall, acts more as an biography for "Pink Floyd" (This is the name of the character in the story, but Roger used this name to refer it to himself and Syd Barrett.) It tells a story about Pink, how his father dies, his mothers over-protectiveness, his teacher's abuse, and other "Bricks" that build a psychological "Wall" to isolate himself from the rest of the world. At this point in his career, Waters goes through an ego-rage. He gives himself credit for songs done by other people, and takes most of the credit for The Wall. Because of Richard Wright's wanting more instruments, and wanting to play better parts. Roger calls a meeting to kick Wright out of the band. Richard had no choice but to agree to leave after the recording was done because he needed the royalties to support his family. Thus the end of Richard Wright. Roger Waters dominance in the band ultimately lead to the bands temporary breakup (only to be re-grouped with Gilmour, Mason, and Wright on A Momentary Lapse of Reason.), and Waters ultimately leaving the band after The Final Cut. The album is well written, and decently played. Although I don't listen to it much, when I do, I think it is good. But, in my opinion, not there best. The Wall also has Pink Floyd's best selling single, Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2) The album was later released into movie format, the video features most of these songs, plus some. It just adds visual to the sounds of Pink Floyd. Bob Goeldof (who plays as Pink) does a good job acting out the main character.

In the Flesh? The Thin Ice Another brick in the Wall (part 1) The Happiest Days of Our Lives Another Brick in the Wall (part 2) Mother Goodbye Blue Sky Empty Spaces Young Lust One of My Turns Don't Leave Me Another Brick in the Wall (part 3) Good Bye Cruel World Hey You
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Is There Anybody Out There Nobody Home Vera Bring the Boys Back Home Comfortably Numb The Show Must Go On In the Flesh Run Like Hell Waiting for the Worms Stop The Trail Outside the Wall In The Flesh?
So you thought you 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 blow your way through this disguise. Momma loves her baby, And Daddy loves you, too. And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe, And the sky may look blue. Oooooo Babe. Oooooooo Baby Blue. Oooooo Ooohh Babe. If you should go skating, On the thin ice of modern life, Dragging behind you the silent reproach, Of a million tear-stained eyes, Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice, Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind, With your fear flowing out from behind, You as you claw the ice.

The Thin Ice

Another Brick In The Wall, Part I

Daddy's gone across the ocean, Leaving just a memory, A snapshot in the family album. Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me? All in all it was just a brick in the wall. All in all it was just the bricks in the wall. Happiest Days of Our Lives Well, when we grew up and went to school, There were certain teachers, Who would hurt the children in any way they could, By pouring their derision, Upon anything we did, Exposing every weakness, However carefully hidden by the kids. But in (but in) the town it was well known, Page 49 of 133

When they got home at night, Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them, Within inches of their lives.

Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those 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 don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. Childs voice: Look, Mummy. There's an airplane up in the sky. Did you, did you see the frightened ones? Did you, did you hear the falling bombs? Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter, When the promise of a brave new world, Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky? Did you, did you see the frightened ones? Did you, did you hear the falling bombs? The flames are all long gone, But the pain lingers on. Goodbye, blue sky. Goodbye, blue sky. Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goobye Blue Sky

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Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb? Mother, do you think they'll like this song? Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls? Ooooowaa Mother, should I build a wall? Mother, should I run for President? Mother, should I trust the government? Mother, will they put me in the firing line? Ooooowaa Is it just a waste of time? Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry. Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true. Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you. Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing. She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing. Momma's gonna keep Baby cozy and warm. Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe. Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help build a wall. Mother, do you think she's good enough, For me? Mother, do you think she's dangerous, To me? Mother will she tear your little boy apart? Ooooowaa Mother, will she break my heart? Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry. Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you. Momma won't let anyone dirty get through. Momma's gonna wait up until you get in. Momma will always find out where you've been. Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean. Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe. Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me. Mother, did it need to be so high? What shall we use to fill the empty spaces, Where we used to talk? How shall I fill the final places? How shall I complete the wall?

Mother

Empty Spaces

Young Lust
I am just a new boy, Stranger in this town. Where are all the good times? Page 51 of 133

Who's gonna show this stranger around? Ooooo I need a dirty woman. Ooooo I need a dirty girl. Will some woman in this desert land, Make me feel like a real man? Take this rock and roll refugee. Ooo Babe, set me free. Ooooo I need a dirty woman. Ooooo I need a dirty girl. Ooooo I need a dirty woman. Ooooo I need a dirty girl.

Spoken in background: Oh my God, what a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars? This place is bigger than our apartment. Uh, could I have a drink of water? Ya want some? Huh? Oh wow! Look at this tub! Wanna take a bath? What're you watching? Hello? Are you feeling ok? Day after day, Our love turns gray, Like the skin on a dying man. And night after night, We pretend it's all right, But I have grown older, And you have grown colder, And nothing is very much fun, anymore. And I can feel, One of all my turns coming on. I feel, Cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum. Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left, You'll find my favorite axe. Don't look so frightened, This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days. Would you like to watch TV? Or get between the sheets? Or contemplate a silent freeway? Would you like something to eat? Would you like to learn to fly? Would ya? Would you like to see me try? Ooohh. No! Would you like to call the cops? Do you think it's time I stopped? Why are you running away?

One Of My Turns

Don't Leave Me Now

Ooooh Babe, Don't leave me now. Page 52 of 133

Don't say it's the end of the road. Remember the flowers I sent. I need you, Babe, To put through the shredder in front of my friends. Oh Babe, Don't leave me now. How could you go? When you know how I need you, To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night. Oh Babe, Don't leave me now. How can you treat me this way? Running away. Oh Babe, Why are you running away?

Another Brick in the Wall, Part III

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.

Goodbye Cruel World

Goodbye, cruel world, I'm leaving you today. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye all you people, There's nothing you can say, To make me change my mind. Goodbye.

Hey You
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. Page 53 of 133

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.

Is there anybody out there?

Is Is Is Is there there there there anybody anybody anybody anybody out out out out there? there? there? there?

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. 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 in here feel the way I do? Page 54 of 133

Nobody Home

Vera

Bring Bring Don't Bring

the boys back home the boys back home leave there children on there own. the boys back home.

Bring the Boys Back Home

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.

Comfortably Numb

The Show Must Go On

Must the show go on? Page 55 of 133

Voices: 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.

So ya thought ya might like to go to the show. To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow. I got me some bad news for you, Sunshine. Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel, And he sent us along as a surrugate band. We're gonna find out where you fans really stand. Are there any queers in the theatre tonight? Get 'em up against the wall. -- 'Gainst the wall! And that one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me. Get him up against the wall. -- 'Gainst the wall! And that one looks Jewish, and that one's a coon. Who let all this riffraff into the room? There's one smoking a joint, and another with spots!

In The Flesh

The Wall (Movie)

....we came in? So yaThought yaMight 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. Lights! Roll the sound effects! Action!

In the Flesh?

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The Thin Ice

Momma loves her And daddy loves And the sea may And the sky may But ooooh Baby Ooooh baby blue Oooooh babe. baby you too. look warm to you babe look blue

If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice. Another Brick in the Wall Part 1 Daddy's flown across the ocean Leaving just a memory Snapshot in the family album Daddy what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?!? All in all it was just a brick in the wall. All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy! The Happiest Days of our Lives When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children in any way they could OOF! [someone being hit] By pouring their derision Upon anything we did And exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids But in the town, it was well known When they got home at night, their fat and Psychopathic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives. Another Brick in the Wall part 2 We don't need no education Page 57 of 133

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! Mother Mother Mother Mother Mother Mother Mother Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb? do you think they'll like this song? do you think they'll try to break my balls? should I build the wall? should I run for president? should I trust the government? will they put me in the firing line? am I really dying?

Mother

Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry. Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true. Mother's gonna put all her fears into you. Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing. She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing. Mama will keep baby cozy and warm. Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby, Of course mama'll help to build the wall. Mother Mother Mother Mother do you think she's good enough -- to me? do you think she's dangerous -- to me? will she tear your little boy apart? will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby dont you cry. Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you. Mama wont let anyone dirty get through. Mama's gonna wait up until you get in. Mama will always find out where you've been. Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean. Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby, You'll always be baby to me. Mother, did it need to be so high? Goodbye Blue Sky Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky! Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue Page 58 of 133

sky? Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on. Goodbye, blue sky Goodbye, blue sky. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.

The 11:15 from Newcastle is now approaching The 11:18 arrival....

Empty Spaces
[backwards message:] Congratulations, You have just discovered the secret message. Please send your answer to 'Old Pink', Care of the funny farm, Chalfont... - Spoken By Roger [...interrupted...] Roger, Caroline's on the phone... - Unknown Voice What shall we use To fill the empty spaces Where we used to talk? How shall I fill The final places? How can I complete the wall Young Lust I am just a new boy, Stranger in this town. Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger around? Ooooh, I need a dirty woman. Ooooh, I need a dirty girl. Will some cold woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man? Take this rock and roll refugee Oooh, baby set me free. Ooooh, I need a dirty woman. Ooooh, I need a dirty girl. [Phone rings..Clunk of receiver being lifted] Hello..? Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd. Will you accept the charges from United States? [clunk! of phone being put down] Oh, He hung up! That's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up? Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer? [Phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up] Page 59 of 133

Hello? This is united states calling, are we reaching... [interrupted by phone being put down] See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering. [whirr of connection being closed]

Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars? [Film in background: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!] This place is bigger than our apartment! [Film: Let me know when you're entering a room...Yes sir!] erm, Can I get a drink of water? [Film: I was wondering about ...] You want some? Huh? [Film: Yes] Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you wanna take a baaaath? [Film: "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants tomeet us, for her main ...] What'cha watching? [Film: If you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... Mrs Bancroft Mrs Bancroft ...] Hello? [Film: I don't understand ...] Are you feeling okay?... Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man. Night after night, we pretend its all right But I have grown older and You have grown colder and Nothing is very much fun any more. And I can feel one of my turns coming on. I feel cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum. Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left You'll find my favorite axe. Don't look so frightened This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days. Would you like to watch T.V.? Or get between the sheets? Or contemplate the silent freeway? Would you like something to eat? Would you like to learn to fly? Page 60 of 133

One of My Turns

Would'ya? Would you like to see me try? Would you like to call the cops? Do you think it's time I stopped? Why are you running away? Don't Leave Me Now Ooooh, babe Don't leave me now. Don't say it's the end of the road. Remember the flowers I sent. I need you, babe To put through the shredder In front of my friends Ooooh Babe. Dont leave me now. How could you go? When you know how I need you To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night Ooooh Babe. How could you treat me this way? Running away. I need you, Babe. Why are you running away?

Oooooh Babe!

Another Brick in the Wall Part 3

[Sound of many TV's coming on, all on different channels] The Bulls are already out there Pink: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh! This Roman Meal bakery thought you'd like to know. I don't need no arms around me And I dont need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need anything at all. No! Don't think I'll need anything at all. All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.

Goodbye Cruel World

Goodbye cruel world, I'm leaving you today. Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye. Goodbye, all you people, There's nothing you can say To make me change my mind. Goodbye. Hey You Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, dont 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 Page 61 of 133

Would you touch me? Hey you, with you 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, standing in 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. [Click of TV being turned on] Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started Isnt it unsafe to travel at night? It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long Can Loca ride? Yeah, I can ride... Margaret, time to go! Margaret, thank you for everything Goodbye Chenga Goodbye miss ... I'll be back Is Is Is Is Is There there there there there Anybody anybody anybody anybody anybody Out out out out out There? there? there? there? there?

Nobody Home
Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time, but there's somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington Who's that? Rose Pilchitt! Rose Pilchitt? Who's that? [Kid screams in background. foreground: Shut Up!] 36-24-36 [laughter] does that answer your question? [foreground: Oi! I've got a little black book with me poems in!] Who's she? She was 'Miss Armoured Division' in 1961 ... I've got a little black book with my poems in. Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in. When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in. I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on. Got those swollen hand blues. Page 62 of 133

Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from. I've got electric light. And I've got second sight. And 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've got the obligatory Hendrix perm. And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I've got nicotine stains on my fingers. I've got a silver spoon on a chain. I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I've got wild staring eyes. And I've got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to. Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone Surprise, surprise, surprise... (from Gomer Pyle show) There's still nobody home. I've got a pair of Gohills boots and I got fading roots. Where the hell are you? Over 47 German planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft Where the hell are you Tyler? [Machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing] 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 in here Feel the way I do? Bring Bring Bring Don't Bring

Vera

the Boys Back Home the boys back home. the boys back home. leave the children on their own, no, no. the boys back home. Wrong! Do it again! Time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock] Are you feeling okay? There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up! Is there anybody out there?

Comfortably Numb
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Page 63 of 133

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.

O.K. Just a little pinprick. ping There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good. That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go. 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 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. The Show Must Go On Ooooh, Ma, Oooh Pa Must the show go on? Ooooh, Pa. Take me home Ooooh, Ma. Let me go There must be some mistake I didnt mean to let them Take away my soul. Am I too old, is it too late? Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa, Where has the feeling gone? Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa, Will I remember the songs? Page 64 of 133

The show must go on.

In The Flesh
So ya Thought ya Might like to Go to the show. To feel that warm thrill of confusion, That space cadet glow. I've got some bad news for you sunshine, Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel And they sent us along as a surrogate band We're gonna find out where you folks really stand. Are there any queers in the theater tonight? Get them up against the wall! There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me, Get him up against the wall! That one looks Jewish! And that one's a coon! Who let all of this riff-raff into the room? There's one smoking a joint, And another with spots! If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot! Hammer, Hammer...

Run Like Hell

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. Page 65 of 133

Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa! [sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream] Hammer, Hammer

Waiting for the Worms

Eins, zwei, drei, a ha! Ooooh, you cannot reach me now Ooooh, no matter how you try Goodbye, cruel world, it's 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. We're {waiting to succeed} and going to convene outside Brixton Town Hall where we're going to be... Waiting to cut out the deadwood. Waiting to clean up the city. Waiting to follow the worms. Waiting to put on a black shirt. Waiting to weed out the weaklings. Waiting to smash in their windows And kick in their doors. Waiting for the final solution To strengthen the strain. 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 you like to see Britannia Rule again, my friend? Page 66 of 133

All you have to do is follow the worms. Would you like to send our colored cousins Home again, my friend? All you need to do is follow the worms. The Worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station. We'll be moving along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road {.... ......} {Abbot's Road } {.....} twelve minutes to three we'll be moving along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge. Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge we're in Westminster {Borough } area. It's quite possible we may encounter some {.....} by the way we go. {......}."

Stop
Stop! I wanna go home Take off this uniform And leave the show. But I'm waiting in this cell Because I have to know. Have I been guilty all this time?

The Trial
Good morning, Worm your honor. 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 honor. 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. Page 67 of 133

You little shit you're in it now, I hope they throw away the key. You should have 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 honor, Him and Me, alone. Baaaaaaaaaabe! Come to mother baby, let me hold you In my arms. M'lud I never wanted him to Get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, your honor, 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 When I came in. Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.

The evidence before the court is Incontrovertible, 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 penaltie of law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! Go Judge! Shit on him!

Since, my friend, you have revealed your Deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers. Tear down the wall!

Outside the Wall

All alone, or in two's, The ones who really love you Walk up and down outside the wall. Some hand in hand And some gathered 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. Page 68 of 133

Isn't this where...

A Collection of Great Dance Songs

This is a "greatest hits album" for Pink Floyd. Although it is only seven songs, two cuts are over ten minutes long, this really extends the album. It contains no really old tracks, and only one real deep cut. It is good to listen to, but doesn't really play as a greatest hits, in my opinion, there should be more from before Dark Side.

One of These Days Money Sheep Shine on You Crazy Diamond (I-VII) Wish You Were Here Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)
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One of These Days

(Instrumental) One of these days I'm gonna cut you into little pieces Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your O.K. 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 get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack. Money it's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set And 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 rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away "HuHuh! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" "Yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!" "I was just telling him, he couldn't get into Page 70 of 133

Money

number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out There may be dogs about I've looked over Jordan and I have seen Things are not what they seem. What do you get for pretending the danger's not real Meek and obedient you follow the leader Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes Now things are really what they seem No, this is no bad dream. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want He makes me down to lie Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by With bright knives he releaseth my soul He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places He converteth me to lamb cutlets For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger When cometh the day we lowly ones Through quiet reflection and great dedication Master the art of karate Lo, we shall rise up And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water. Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream Wave upon wave of demented avengers March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream. Have you heard the news? Page 71 of 133

Sheep

The You And Get

dogs are dead! better stay home do as you're told out of the road if you want to grow old.

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 precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! 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, sail on the steel breeze. (Sounds from a movie or radio) cough 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.

Shine on You Crazy Diamond I-VII

Wish You Were Here

Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those 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 don't need no thought control. Page 72 of 133

No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

The Final Cut

A Requiem For The Post War Dream Originally named "Spare Bricks", The Final Cut: A Requiem for Post War Dream, is a dark, melodramatic album. The album is a remembrance of Fletcher Waters, Roger Waters father who died in World War II. This concept album is good to listen to, and interesting. It is the album you would pick up if you wanted to hear Pink Floyd, but something not off The Wall or Darkside of the Moon. Roger did all the writing instrumentally, and lyrically. Many people consider this to be a Roger Waters solo album because of his dominance over the album. The album is very well written and recorded. The best song on the album is the title track, The Final Cut. Most the tracks are good, but don't stand out as being great, also, some of the songs should've been played more. Not Now John, The Final Cut, and A Heroes return should be FM goodies, but never made it. A few lyrical errors on Water's part. But for the most part it is a good album. Most of the songs are under five minutes, and there are no real long instrumental pieces. But the album is very unique, especially for Floyd. The album is rightfully called the Final Cut for more than one reason. One, the reason that it fits the album. Two, this is the last record the Waters does with Pink Floyd. Three, it basically breaks Floyd up. After this album was released, Roger officially calls a permanent breakup of Pink Floyd, due to reason of disagreements in the group. But only to be showed up by Mason and Gilmour (and the "session musician" Richard Wright) who releases A Momentary Lapse of Page 73 of 133

Reason. When Waters got the news of Pink Floyd releasing an album, he tried claiming all rights to Pink Floyd, including the name, and all it's works. He failed to retire the name Pink Floyd.

The Post War Dream Your Possible Pasts On of the Few Heroes Return Gunners Dream Paranoid Eyes Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert The Fletcher Memorial Home The Final Cut Not Now John Two Suns in the Sunset

Tell me true tell me why was Jesus crucified Is it for this that daddy died? was it for you? was it me? did I watch too much t.v.? is that a hint of accusation in your eyes? if it wasn't for the nips being so good at building ships the yards would still be open on the clyde and it can't be much fun for them beneath the rising sun with all their kids committing suicide what have we done maggie what have we done what have we done to england should we shout should we scream "what happened to the post war dream?" oh maggie maggie what have we done?

The Post War Dream

Your Possible Pasts

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 derilict 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 thing 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 Page 74 of 133

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 thing we should be closer? by the cold and religious we were taken in hand shown how to feel good and told to feel bad tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay 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 thing we should be closer?

One of the Few

when you're one of the few to land on your feet what do you do to make ends meet? teach make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two 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

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 sweetheart 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 painful to withstand the light of day when we came back from the war the banners and flags hung on everyones door we danced and we sang in the street and the church bells rang but burning in my heart my memory smoulders on of the gunners dying words on the intercom

The Hero's Return

The Gunners Dream

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 Page 75 of 133

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 the dream take heed

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 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

Paranoid Eyes

Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert

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The Fletcher Memorial Home

the Ffletcher Memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on closed circuit t.v. to make sure they're still real it's the only connection they feel "ladies and gentlemen, 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 Southampton Dock 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 hand on heart

The Fletcher Memorial Home (Contd)

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 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 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 shotgun in the hall dial the combination. open the priesthole and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall Page 77 of 133

The Final Cut

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 whisper 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

Not Now John

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 cant 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 all about as long as the kids go not now John got to get on with the show hang on John we've got to get on with this I don't know what it is but it fits on here like this ... 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 Page 78 of 133

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 compete 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 lets go and show these make us feel tough and won'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!

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 hmmm could be the human race is run like the moment when your brakes lock and you slide toward the big truck and 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 Page 79 of 133

Two Suns in the Sunset

the feelings of the few ashes and diamonds foe and friend we were all equal in the end

Delicate Sounds of Thunder

This must have been some show! Playing most of Floyds hits live. The variety ranges from 1971's One of These Days to 1986's Momentary Lapse of Reason. Better yet, it all open's up with an awesome cut of Shine On You Crazy Diamond. It plays allot off the Momentary Lapse of Reason for the first disk, then in the second disk, it plays a greatest hits, ranging from One of These Days to Wish You Were Here. This album is very energetic, and live. To end with an extended version of Comfortably Numb and a fast paced Run Like Hell, tops the album off as one of there best.

Shine On You Crazt Diamond I-V Learning to Fly Yet Another Movie Round and Around Sorrow
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Dogs of War Turning Away One of These Days Time Wish You Were Here Us and Them Money Another Brick in the Wall Part 2 Comfortably Numb Run Like Hell

Shine on You Crazy Diamond I-V

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 precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Learning to Fly
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 Page 81 of 133

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

Yet another movie

One sound one single round One kiss one single kiss A face outside the window pane However did it come to this A man who ran a child who cried A girl who heard a voice that lied The sun that burned a fiery red The vision of an empty bed The use of force he was so though She'll soon submit she's had enough The march of fate the broken will Someone is lying very still He has laughed and he has cried He has fought and he has died He's just the same as all the rest He's not the worst he's not the best And still the ceaseless murmuring The babbling that I brook The seas of faces eyes upraised The empty screen the vacant look A man in black on a snow white horse A pointless life has run its course The red rimmed eyes the tears still run As he fades into the setting sun Page 82 of 133

Round and Around

(Instrumental)

Sorrow
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

The Dogs of War

Dogs of war and men of hate With no cause, we don't discriminate Discovery is to be disowned Our currency is flesh and bone Hell opened up and put on sale Gather 'round and haggle For hard cash, we will lie and deceive Even our masters don't know the web we weave One world, it's a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world ... One world Invisible transfers, long distance calls, Hollow laughter in marble halls Steps have been taken, a silent uproar Has unleashed the dogs of war You can't stop what has begun Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion We all have a dark side, to say the least And dealing in death is the nature of the beast One world, it's a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world ... One world The dogs of war don't negotiate The dogs of war won't capitulate, They will take and you will give, Page 83 of 133

And you must die so that they may live You can knock at any door, But wherever you go, you know they've been there before Well winners can lose and things can get strained But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain. One world, it's a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world ... One world

On the turning away From the pale and downtrodden And the words they say Which we won't understand "Don't accept that what's happening Is just a case of others' suffering Or you'll find that you're joining in The turning away" It's a sin that somehow Light is changing to shadow And casting it's shroud Over all we have known Unaware how the ranks have grown Driven on by a heart of stone We could find that we're all alone In the dream of the proud On the wings of the night As the daytime is stirring Where the speechless unite In a silent accord Using words you will find are strange And mesmerised as they light the flame Feel the new wind of change On the wings of the night

On the Turning Away

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No more turning away From the weak and the weary No more turning away From the coldness inside Just a world that we all must share It's not enough just to stand and stare Is it only a dream that there'll be No more turning away? One of these days I'm gonna cut you into little pieces 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

One of These Days Time

(Sounds from Movie or Radio) Cough 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here. Us and Them And after all we're only ordinary men Me, and you

Wish You Were Here

Us and Them

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God only knows it's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, as 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 And in the end it's only round and 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 Down and Out It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny that's what the fightings all about Get out of the way, it's a busy day And I've got things on my mind For want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died

Money
Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your O.K. 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 get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack. Money it's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set And 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 rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away "HuHuh! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" Page 86 of 133

"Yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!" "I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those 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 don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

Comfortably Numb
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. Page 87 of 133

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.

Run Like Hell

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, As the cockleshell shatters, And the hammers batter, Down your door, You better run. You better run all day, And run all night. And keep your dirty feelings deep inside. And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight, You better park the car well out of sight. 'Cause if they catch you in the back seat, Trying to pick her lock, They're gonna send you back to Mother, Page 88 of 133

In a cardboard box. You better run!

The Division Bell

Pink Floyd's newest Studio release, The Division Bell is an excellent album. All 11 tracks are well recorded and written. This album hits all the points of being great. There is a theme throughout the album, communication, and how we should "Keep Talking". Some people think it is a reference to Roger Waters' split, or David Gilmours divorce. But either way, this is one of my favorite albums. All the band members can be heard really distinctively, and the recording is of awesome quality. This is also the first album that Richard Wright is "officially" brought back to the group after his 1980 split. Richard was a session artist for A Momentary Lapse of Reason, and Delicate Sounds of Thunder. This album reached the tops of the American Charts in early 1995, and stayed for a few months. This album also won Pink Floyd's only Grammy award, Marooned won it for best Rock instrumental. "This album sounds like the most Floydian since Wish You Were Here" - David Gilmour

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Cluster One What Do You Want From Me Poles Apart Marooned A Great Day for Freedom Wearing the Inside Out Take It Back Coming Back to Life Keep Talking Lost For Words High Hopes

(Instrumental) 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 anymore Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're so hard to please What do you want from me Do you think that 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 Page 90 of 133

Cluster One

What do you want from me

You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water Anything you want You can own anything 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

Poles Apart
Did you know...it was all going to go so wrong for you And did you see it was all going to be so right for me Why did we tell you then You were always the golden boy then And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes Hey you...did you realize what you'd become And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me And did you know... I never thought that you'd lose the light in your eyes

(Instrumental)

Marooned

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 ran aground Promises lit up the night light 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 Not 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 Page 91 of 133

A Great Day For Freedom

Wearing the Inside Out

From morning to night I stayed out of sight Didn't recognize I'd become No more than alive I'd barely survive In a word...overrun Won't hear a sound From my mouth I've spent too long On the inside out My skin is cold To the human touch This bleeding heart's Not beating much I murmured a vow of silence and now I don't even hear when I think aloud Extinguished by light I turn on the night Wear its darkness with an empty smile I'm creeping back to life My nervous system all awry I'm wearing the inside out Look at him now He's paler somehow But he's coming round He's starting to choke It's been so long since he spoke Well he can have the words right from my mouth And with these words I can see Clear through the clouds that covered me Just give it time then speak my name Now we can hear ourselves again I'm holding out For the day When all the clouds Have blown away I'm with you now Can speak your name Now we can hear Ourselves again

Take It Back
Her love rains down on me easy as the breeze I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire We were spinning into darkness; the earth was on fire She could take it back, she might take it back someday So I spy on her, I lie to her, I make promises I cannot keep Then I hear her laughter rising, rising from the deep And I make her prove her love for me, I take all that I can take And I push her to the limit to see if she will break She might take it back, she could take it back some day Now I have seen the warnings, screaming from all sides It's easy to ignore them and G-d knows I've tried All this temptation, it turned my faith to lies Until I couldn't see the danger or hear the rising tide She can take it back, she will take it back some day She can take it back, she will take it back some day She can take it back, she will take it back some day

Coming Back To Life

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While the days slipped by from my window watching Where were you when I was hurt and 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 life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our 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

Keep Talking
For millions of years mankind lived just like the animals Then something happened 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 I can't seem to speak now My words won't come out right I feel like I'm drowning I'm feeling weak now But I can't show my weakness I sometimes wonder 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 Why won't you talk to me Page 93 of 133

You never talk to me What are you thinking What are you feeling 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 Why won't you talk to me You never talk to me What are you thinking What are you feeling Why won't you talk to me You never talk to me What are you thinking What are you feeling I feel like I'm drowning You know I can't breathe now We're going nowhere We're going nowhere

I was spending my time in the doldrums I was caught in the cauldron of hate I felt persecuted and paralyzed I thought that everything else would just wait While you are wasting your time on your enemies Engulfed in a fever of spite Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades Like shadows into the night To martyr yourself to caution Is not going to help at all Because there'll be no safety in numbers When the Right One walks out of the door Can you see your eyes blighted by darkness? Is it true you beat your fists on the floor? Stuck in a world of isolation While ivy grows over the door So I open my door to my enemies And I ask could we wipe the slate clean Page 94 of 133

Lost for Words

But they tell me to please go fuck myself You know you just can't win

High Hopes
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 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 Page 95 of 133

Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by 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 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 growing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever Hidden Message Voice 1: Hello Voice 2: Yes Voice 1: Is This Charlie? Voice 2: Yes Voice 1: Hello Charlie Voice 2 hangs up the phone on Voice 1 Voice 1 (deeper tone):Oh, great.

P.U.L.S.E
This is a must buy for Floyd fans, It plays an entire version of Shine On You Crazy Diamond (the only one officially released), the best, in my opinion, version of Astronomy Domine, and the ENTIRE Darkside of the Moon album. And better yet, all of it LIVE. This is one of Floyd's best. It reviews Floyd's past with Barrett release Astronomy Domine, and their best off the last two studio albums (Division Bell and Momentary Lapse of Reason). It also hits up classic like Wish You Were Here, Hey You, and Comfortably Numb. it Does the entire Darkside of the Moon (first time in 19 years), and a high paced Run Like Hell. This live box set comes with a full color book covering the entire tour. With Awesome pics of Laser and personal close-ups.

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Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1-5) Astronomy Domine What Do You Want From Me Learning to Fly Keep Talking Coming Back To Life Hey You A Great Day For Freedom Sorrow High Hopes Another Brick in Wall (part 2) Speak To Me Breathe On the Run Time The Great Gig in the Sky Money Us and Them Any Colour you Like Brain Damage Eclipse Wish You Were Here Comfortably Numb Run Like Hell

Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1-5)

Part 1:Wright, Waters, Gilmour Part 2:Gilmour, Waters, Wright Part 3:Waters, Gilmour, Wright Part 4:Gilmour, Wright, Waters Part 5:Waters 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! Page 97 of 133

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!

Astronomy Domine
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 surronds The icy waters under Lime and limpid green, the sounds surronds The icy waters underground.

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 Page 98 of 133

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

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?

Learning to Fly

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 Page 99 of 133

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 Friction lock - set. Mixture - rich Propellers - fully forward Flaps - set - 10 degrees Engine gauges and suction - check Mixture set to maximum percent - recheck Flight instruments... Altimeters - check both (garbled word) - on Navigation lights - on Strobes - on (to tower): Confirm 3-8-Echo ready for departure (tower): Hello again, this is now 129.4 (to tower): 129.4. It's to go. (tower): You may commence your takeoff, winds over 10 knots. (to tower): 3-8-Echo Easy on the brakes. Take it easy. Its gonna roll this time. Just hand the power gradually, and it... 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

Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching And 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 life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our 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 Page 100 of 133

Coming Back To Life"

And headed straight into the shining sun

Hey You
Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, dont 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 you 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, standing in 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. [Click of TV being turned on] "Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started" "Isnt it unsafe to travel at night?" "It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long" "Can Loca ride?" "Yeah, I can ride... Magaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything" "Goodbye Chenga" "Goodbye miss ..." "I'll be back" 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 cane 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 neighbours turn away Page 101 of 133

A Great Day For Freedom

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 gray 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 bitted residue slipped away...slipped away

Sorrow
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 His His His blood has frozen & curdled with fright knees have trembled & given way in the night hand has weakened at the moment of truth step has faltered

One world, one soul Time pass, the river rolls It's not enough it's not enough His hand has faltered .... .... ...... 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

High Hopes"
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 times 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 Page 102 of 133

The light was brighter When 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 sleeping 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 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!" "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..." (Instrumental) Breathe, breathe in the air. Don't be afraid to care. Leave but don't leave me. Look around and choose your own ground.

Another Brick in the Wall part 2

Speak to Me

Breathe

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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 But And You long you live and high you fly only if you ride the tide balanced on the biggest wave race towards an early grave.

On The Run"
[female announcer, announcing flights at airport, including 'Rome'] "Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!" (Instrumental)

Time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand 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 one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun. So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older, 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 desperation is the English way The time is gone, the song is over, Thought I'd something more to say.

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) Money, get away. Get a good job with good pay and you're okay. Money, it's a gas. Page 104 of 133

Money

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, 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 traveling set And 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. "HuHuh! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" "Yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!" "I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

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. Page 105 of 133

Us and Them

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. (Instrumental)

Any Colour You Like

Brain Damage
The lunatic The lunatic Remembering Got to keep The The The And is on the grass. is on the grass. games and daisy chains and laughs. the loonies on the path.

lunatic is in the hall. lunatics are in my hall. paper holds their folded faces to the floor 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 forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. Page 106 of 133

The lunatic is in my head. The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'til 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. "I can't think of anything to say except... I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"

Eclipse
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 And everyone you meet All that you slight And 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."

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys 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 heros for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

Wish You Were Here

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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.

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?

Comfortably Numb

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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. O.K. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good. That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go. 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 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.

Run Like Hell

"Pink Floyd, Pink Floyd" 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 Page 109 of 133

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. "Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa! [sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream] "Hammer, Hammer"

Singles and other rare songs

"Arnold Layne" (Barrett) 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 Page 110 of 133

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 bang - 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 "Candy and a Currant Bun" (Barrett) Oh my, girl sitting in the sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you run Like that...... 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, who I'm gonna love tonight Ice cream, taste good in the afternoon Ice cream, taste 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 Very very very frail Oh my, girl sitting in the sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you run Like that......

"See Emily Play" (Barrett) Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh She often inclined 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 Page 111 of 133

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" (Barrett) 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 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 "Paint Box" (Wright) Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another drink Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink What a way to spend that evening They all turn up with their friends Page 112 of 133

Playing the game But in the scene I should have been Far away Away - away - away - away - away Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget The telephone rings and someone speaks She would very much like to go out to a show So what can I do - I can't think what to say She sees through anyway Away - away - away - away - away Out of the front door I go Traffic's moving rather slow Arriving late, there she waits Looking very angry, as cross as she can be Be - a - be - a - be - a - be - a - be Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget "It Would Be So Nice" (Wright) It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet, sometime Everybody wakes, and in the morning Hot tea and can't stop yawning Pass the butter please. Have you ever read the Daily Standard? Reading all about the plane that's landed Upside down? And no one knows what I did today There can be no other way But I would just like to say It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime Everybody cares about the weather And everybody should know better What a waste of time Everybody lives beneath the ceiling Living out a dream that sends them reeling To a distant place But no one knows what I did today There can be no other way Page 113 of 133

But I would just like to say It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime "Julia Dream" (Waters) Sunlight bright upon my pillow Lighter than an eiderdown Will she let the weeping willow Wind his branches round Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Every night I turn the light out Waiting for the velvet bride Will the scaly armadillo Find me where I'm hiding Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Will the misty master break me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps catch me Am I really dying Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams

"Point Me at the Sky" (Waters) Hey, Eugene, This is Henry McClean And I've finished my beautiful flying machine And I'm ringing to say That I'm leaving and maybe You'd like to fly with me And hide with me, baby Isn't it strange Page 114 of 133

How little we change Isn't it sad we're insane Playing the games that we know and in tears The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and .... Pointing to the cosmic glider "Pull this plastic glider higher Light the fuse and stand right back" He cried "This is my last good-bye." Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky and tell it fly And if you survive till two thousand and five I hope you're exceedingly thin For if you are stout you will have to breathe out While the people around you breathe in People pressing on might say It's something that I hate to say I'm slipping down to eat the ground A little refuge on my brain Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky and tell it fly And all we've got to say to you is good-bye It's time to go, better run and get your bags, it's good-bye Nobody cry, it's good-bye Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye... "Careful With That Axe, Eugene" (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) (Instrumental)

Unreleased songs
"Scream Thy Last Scream" (Barrett) Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your pointers What'll be to crunch in your sisters She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Page 115 of 133

Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter Flack chap chau fauses, mouses, houses Flittin and hittin and fittin quack quack Watching the teley till all hours big 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 What'll be coming to crunch in your sisters She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket "Vegetable Man" (Barrett) In yellow shoes I get the blues Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers In my paisley shirt I look a jerk And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight But oh oh my haircut looks so bad Vegetable man how are you? So I've changed my dear, and I find my knees, And I covered them up with the latest cut, And my pants and socks all point in a box, They don't make long of my nylon socks, The watch, black watch My watch with a black face And a big pin, a little hole, And all the lot is what I got, It's what I wear, it's what you see, It must be me, it's what I am, Vegetable man. 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, He's the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can, Vegetable man.

"Lucy Leave" (Barrett) Leave, when I ask you to leave, Lucy Please, far away from me, Lucy Oh, go little girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you, Lucy Mean, treat me and done me harm, Lucy Been, in love with you and your charms, Lucy Oh, go little girl I'm in love with you, Lucy Page 116 of 133

You got my heart You got my heart, oh no! You tear me apart You just won't let me go You hold on so tight, so tight I just can't breath Now Lucy leave, Lucy Leave, when I ask you to leave, little girl Please, far away from me, little girl Yeah! go little girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you, Lucy Yeah! Go. King Bee (Slim Harpo (1957)) Well, I'm a King Bee Buzzing around your hive Yes, I'm a King Bee, child Buzzing around your hive I can make good honey Let me come inside I'm young and able To buzz all night long You know I'm young and able To buzz all night long When you hear me buzz, little girl You know some stinging's going on (Well, buzz some) I'll sting (yeah) Well, I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long Yes I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long Well, I buzz better baby, When your man is gone.

"Biding My Time" (Waters) (released only on _Relics_) Wasting my time, Resting my mind And I'll never pine For the sad days and the bad days When we was workin' from nine to five. And if you don't mind Page 117 of 133

I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her eyes. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her eyes. "Embryo" (Waters) (released only on _Works_) All this love Is all I am, A ball is all I am. I'm so new Compared to you And I am very small. Warm glow, Moon glow, Always need a little more room. Waiting here, Seems like years, Never see the light of day. All around I hear strange sounds Come gurgling in my ear. Red the light And dark the night I feel my dawn is near. Warm glow, Moon glow, Always need a little more room. Whisper low Here I go, I will see the sunshine show.

Note: "Hollywood," "Theme (Beat Version)" and "Seabirds" are all unreleased songs from the _More_ sessions. It is not known if they were ever recorded, but they were copyrighted.
"Hollywood" (Gilmour) (Instrumental) "Theme (Beat Version)" (Waters, Mason, Wright, Gilmour) Page 118 of 133

(Instrumental) "Seabirds" (Waters) Mighty waves come crashing down, The spray is lashing high into the eagle's eye Shrieking as it cuts the devil wind, is calling sailors to the deep But I can hear the sound of seabirds in my ear Surf is high an' the sea is awash An' a haze of candy floss, glitter and beads Rock that we sat on and watched in the sun That was hot to touch And the sea was emerald green I can hear the sound of seabirds in my ear And I can see you smile Surf comes rushing up the beach Now will it reach the castle wall and will it fall Catfish dappled silver flashing Dogfish puffing bubbles in my deep

Songs only in the Wall movie

"What Shall We Do Now?" (Waters) What shall we use to fill the empty spaces Where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out across the sea of faces In search of more and more applause? Page 119 of 133

Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car? Shall we work straight through the night? Shall we get into fights? Leave the lights on? Drop bombs? Do tours of the east? contract diseases? Bury bones? Break up homes? Send flowers by phone? Take to drink? Go to shrinks? Give up meat? Rarely sleep? Keep people as pets? Train dogs? Race rats? Fill the attic with cash? Bury treasure? Store up leisure? But never relax at all With our backs to the wall. "When the Tigers Broke Free" (Waters) It was just before dawn One miserable morning in black 'forty four. When the forward commander Was told to sit tight When he asked that his men be withdrawn. And the Generals gave thanks As the other ranks held back The enemy tanks for a while. And the Anzio Beachhead Was held for the price Of a few hundred ordinary lives. And old King George Sent Mother a note When he heard that father was gone. It was, I recall, In the form of a scroll, With gold leaf and all. And I found it one day In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away. And my eyes still grow damp to remember His Majesty signed With his own rubber stamp. It was dark all around. There was frost in the ground When the tigers broke free. And no one survived From the Royal Fusiliers Company C. They were all left behind, Most of them dead, The rest of them dying. Page 120 of 133

And that's how the High Command Took my daddy from me.

List of vocalists of Pink Floyd songs (by album)

THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN UK release:Columbia,August 5th,1967 Page 121 of 133

US release:Tower 1.Astronomy Domine [4'08] Barrett (Barrett) 2.Lucifer Sam [3'03] Barrett (Barrett) 3.Mathilda Mother [3'05] Wright Barrett (only the last verse) (Barrett) 4.Flaming [2'42] Barrett (Barrett) 5.Pow R. Toc H. [4'22] (Barrett,Waters,Wright,Mason) 6.Take Up Thy Stethoscope And Walk (Waters) [3'03] Waters 7.Interstellar Overdrive [9'41] (Barrett,Waters,Wright,Mason) 8.The Gnome [2'11] Barrett (Barrett) 9.Chapter 24 [3'38] Barrett (Barrett) 10.The Scarecrow [2'07] Barrett (Barrett) 11.Bike [3'22] Barrett (Barrett) Total Time: 41'58 A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS Recorded at EMI Studios,Abbey Road,London UK release:Colombia,June 29th,1968 US release:Tower 1.Let There Be More Light [5'29] Gilmour[] (Waters) 2.Remember A Day [4'23] Wright (Wright) 3.Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun (Waters) [5'18] Waters 4.Corporal Clegg [4'06] Gilmour (Barrett has some lines) (Waters) 5.A Saucerful Of Secrets [11'50] Gilmour (Waters,Wright,Mason,Gilmour) 6.See Saw [4'28] Wright (Wright) 7.Jugband Blues [3'00] Barrett (Barrett) Total Time:37'54

MORE UK release:Columbia,July 1969 US release:Tower,July 1969 1.Cirrus Minor [5'09] Waters (Waters) 2.The Nile Song [3'22] Gilmour Page 122 of 133

(Waters) 3.Crying Song [3'31] Gilmour Wright doing the harmonies (Waters) or Waters 4.Up The Khyber [2'10] (Mason,Wright) 5.Green Is The Colour [2'55] Gilmour (Waters) 6.Cymbaline [4'46] Gilmour (Waters) 7.Party Sequence [1'07] (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 8.Main Theme [5'28] (Waters,Wright,Gilmour) 9.Ibiza Bar [3'13] Gilmour (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 10.More Blues [2'12] (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 11.Quicksilver [7'07] (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 12.A Spanish Piece [1'02] Gilmour doing the lisp-guy (Gilmour) 13.Dramatic Theme [2'16] (Waters,Wright) Total Time:45'01 -Soundtrack From The Film 'More' directed by Barbet Schroeder

UMMAGUMMA UK release:Harvest,October 25th,1969 US release:Capitol,November 1969 track 1-4 recorded live at Mother's Club,Birmingham,April 27th & at Manchester College Of Commerce,May 2nd Page 123 of 133

1.Astronomy Domine [8'28] Barrett? Gilmour Wright) (Barrett) 2.Carefull With That Axe,Eugene [8'47] Waters (Waters,Wright,Mason,Gilmour) 3.Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun (Waters) [9'22] Waters 4.A Saucerful Of Secrets [12'49] a.Something Else {Strange Noises} b.Syncopated Pandemonium {Drum part} c.Storm Signal {Organ part} d.Celestial Voices Gilmour {Singing Part} (Waters,Wright,Mason,Gilmour) 5.Sysyphus part.1 [1'08] 6.Sysyphus part.2 [3'25] 7.Sysyphus part.3 [1'48] 8.Sysyphus part.4 [6'56] Wright (Wright) 9.Grantchester Meadows [7'28] Waters (Waters) 10.Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict [4'57] Waters (Waters) 11.The Narrow Way part.1 [3'29] 12.The Narrow Way part.2 [2'53] 13.The Narrow Way part.3 [5'52] Gilmour (Gilmour) 14.The Grand Vizier's Garden Party Part.1(entrance) [0'59] 15.The Grand Vizier's Garden Party Part.2(entertainment) [7'06] 16.The Grand Vizier's Garden Party Part.3(exit) [0'40] (Mason) Total Time:86'33

ZABRINSKIE POINT US release:M.G.M.,January 1970 UK release:M.G.M.,March 1970 1.Heart Beat,Pig Meat [3'11] (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) Page 124 of 133

2.Crumbling Land [4'13] Gilmour (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) *3.Come In Number 51,Your Time Is Up [4'58] Waters (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) Total Time:12'22 -Soundtrack From The Motion Picture directed by Michaelangelo Antonioni complete tracklist: Zabriskie Point Soundtrack (36.17) * Heart Beat, Pig Meat - The Pink Floyd Brother Mary - The Kaleidoscope Excerpt from "Dark Star" - The Grateful Dead * Crumbling Land - The Pink Floyd Tennessee Waltz - Patti Page Sugar Babe - The Youngbloods Love Scene - Jerry Garcia (The Grateful Dead) I Wish I Were A Single Girl Again - Roscoe Holcomb Mickey's Tune - The Kaleidoscope Dance Of Death - John Fahey * Come In Number 51, Your Time Is Up - The Pink Floyd

ATOM HEART MOTHER Recorded at EMI Studios,Abbey Road,London UK release:Harvest,October 10th,1970 US release:Harvest,October 1970 1.Atom Heart Mother [23'45] a.Father's Shout b.Breast Milky c.Mother Fore d.Funky Dung e.Mind Your Throats Please f.Remergence (Mason,Gilmour,Waters,Wright,Geesin) featuring:The John Aldiss Choir 2.If [4'31] Waters (Waters) 3.Summer'68 [5'29] Wright (Wright) 4.Fat Old Sun [5'24] Gilmour (Gilmour) 5.Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast [13'01] Alan the Roadie a.Rise And Shine b.Sunny Side Up c.Morning Glory (Waters,Mason,Gilmour,Wright) Total Time:52'10 RELICS A Compilation Of Early Singles And Tracks UK release:EMI Starline,May 1971 1.Arnold Layne [2'52] Barrett (Barrett) Page 125 of 133

2.Interstellar Overdrive [9'30] (Barrett,Waters,Wright,Mason) 3.See Emily Play [2'50] Barrett (Barrett) 4.Remember A Day [4'26] Wright (Wright) 5.Paintbox [3'30] Wright (Wright) 6.Julia Dream [2'34] Gilmour (Waters) 7.Careful With That Axe,Eugene [7'45] Waters (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 8.Cirrus Minor [5'09] Gilmour (Waters) 9.The Nile Song [3'20] Gilmour (Waters) 10.Biding My Time [5'13] Waters (Waters) 11.Bike [3'20] Barrett (Barrett) Total Time:48'24 MEDDLE Recorded at AIR Studios,EMI Studios,Abbey Road,and at Morgan Sound,London Date:Late January 1971 UK release:Harvest,November 1971 US release:Harvest,November 1971 1.One Of These Days [5'57] Mason (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 2.A Pillow Of Winds [5'07] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour) 3.Fearless [6'05] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour) 4.San Tropez [3'40] Waters (Waters) 5.Seamus [2'13] Gilmour (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) 6.Echoes [23'31] Gilmour Wright (Waters,Wright,Gilmour,Mason) Total Time:46'33

OBSCURED BY CLOUDS Recorded at Chateau d'Herouville,France UK release:Harvest,June 3rd,1972 US release:Harvest,June 1972 1.Obscured By Clouds [3'05] Page 126 of 133

(Waters,Gilmour) 2.When You're In [2'23] (Waters,Gilmour,Wright,Mason) 3.Burning Bridges [3'24] Gilmour,Wright (Wright,Waters) 4.The Gold It's In The ... [3'03] Gilmour,Wright (Waters,Gilmour) 5.Wot's...Uh The Deal [5'05] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour) 6.Mudmen [4'17] Wright (Wright,Gilmour) 7.Childhood's End [4'30] Gilmour (Gilmour) 8.Free Four [4'11] Waters (Waters) 9.Stay [4'02] Wright and Waters [] (Wright,Waters) 10.Absolutely Curtains [5'51] Movie-sounds (Waters,Gilmour,Wright,Mason) Total Time:40'30 -Soundtrack From The Film 'La Vallee' directed by Barbet Schroeder

THE DARKSIDE OF THE MOON Recorded at EMI Studios,Abbey Road,London Date:June 1972-January 1973 UK release:Harvest,March 1973 US release:Harvest,March 1973 Page 127 of 133

1a.Speak To Me [1'10] (Mason) b.Breathe In The Air [2'47] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour,Wright) 2.On The Run [3'51] (Gilmour,Waters) 3a.Time [5'54] Gilmour and Wright (Mason,Waters,Wright,Gilmour) b.Breathe reprise [1'11] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour,Wright) 4.The Great Gig In The Sky [4'47] Clare Torry (Wright) 5.Money [6'23] Gilmour (Waters) 6.Us And Them [7'48] Waters Gilmour Wright[] (Waters,Wright) 7.Any Colour You Like [3'25] (Gilmour,Mason,Wright) 8.Brain Damage [3'50] Waters (Waters) 9.Eclipse [2'06] Waters (Waters) Total Time:42'52 Musicians: David Gilmour - vocals,guitars,VCS3 Nick Mason - percussion,tape effects Richard Wright - keyboard,vocals,VCS3 Roger Waters - bass guitar,vocals,VCS3,tape effects Additional Musicians: Dick Parry, saxophone on 'Us & Them' and 'Money' Clare Torry, vocals on 'The Great Gig In The Sky' Backing Vocals: Doris Troy, Leslie Duncan, Liza Strike and Barry St.John

WISH YOU WERE HERE Recorded at EMI Studios,Abbey Road,London Date:January-July 1975 UK release:Harvest,September 15th,1975 US release:Columbia,September 1975 1.Shine On You Crazy Diamond [13'33] Waters (Waters,Wright,Gilmour) 2.Welcome To The Machine [7'26] Waters and Gilmour Page 128 of 133

(Waters) 3.Have A Cigar [5'07] Roy Harper (Waters) 4.Wish You Were Here [5'40] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour) 5.Shine On You Crazy Diamond [12'21] Waters (Waters,Wright,Gilmour) Total Time:44'11 Additional Musicians: Dick Parry, saxophone on 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' Roy Harper, vocal on 'Have A Cigar' Backing Vocals: Venetta Fields and Carlena Williams

ANIMALS Recorded at Britannia Row Studios,London UK release:Harvest,January 23rd,1977 US release:Columbia,January 23rd,1977 1.Pigs On The Wing part.1 [1'25] Waters (Waters) 2.Dogs [17'03] Gilmour Waters from Gotta admit... (Waters,Gilmour) 3.Pigs(Three Different Ones) [11'25] Waters (Waters) 4.Sheep [10'25] Waters (Waters) 5.Pigs On The Wing part.2 [1'23] Waters (Waters) Total Time:41'41

THE WALL Recorded: Super Bear Studios,Miravel,France; CBS Studios,New York City and Producers Workshop,Los Angeles Date:April-November 1979 Released:Harvest,November 30th,1979 1.In The Flesh? [3'17] Waters (Waters) 2.The Thin Ice [2'28] Waters (Waters) Gilmour does Momma loves ... Ooh babe Page 129 of 133

3.Another Brick In The Wall 1 [3'41] Waters (Waters) 4.The Happiest Days Of Our Lives [1'20]Waters (Waters) 5.Another Brick In The Wall 2 [3'56] Waters and Gilmour or Gilmour (Waters) 6.Mother [5'32] Waters Gilmour does the Mother (Waters) 7.Goodbye Blue Sky [2'48] Gilmour (Waters harmonisizes) (Waters) 8.Empty Spaces [2'07] Waters (Waters) 9.Young Lust [3'29] Gilmour (Waters,Gilmour) 10.One Of My Turns [3'36] Waters (Waters) 11.Don't Leave Me Now [4'22] Waters (Waters) 12.Another Brick In The Wall 3 [1'17] Waters (Waters) 13.Goodbye Cruel World [1'05] Waters (Waters) 14.Hey You [4'39] Gilmour,Waters [But it was only...] (Waters) 15.Is There Anybody Out There? [2'40] Waters (Waters) 16.Nobody Home [3'25] Waters (Waters) 17.Vera [1'38] Waters (Waters) 18.Bring The Boys Back Home [0'50] Waters (Waters) 19.Comfortably Numb [6'49] Waters (The Doctor) Gilmour (Pink) (Gilmour,Waters) 20.The Show Must Go On [1'36] Gilmour (Waters) 21.In The Flesh! [4'16] Waters (Waters) 22.Run Like Hell [4'22] Waters and Gilmour (Gilmour,Waters) 23.Waiting For The Worms [3'56] Waters and Gilmour (Waters) 24.Stop [0'34] Waters (Waters) 25.The Trial [5'16] Waters (Waters,Ezrin) 26.Outside The Wall [1'42] Waters (Waters) Total Time:80'01 Backing Vocals: Bruce Johnston,Toni Tenille,Joe Chemay,John Joyce, Stan Farber,Jim Haas and the Islington Green School THE FINAL CUT A Requiem for the Post War Dream Recorded at Mayfair,Olympic,Abbey Road,Audio International, RAK,Hookend and The Billiard Room Studios Date:July-December 1982 Released:Harvest,March 21st,1983 Page 130 of 133

1.The Post War Dream [2'56] Waters (Waters) 2.Your Possible Pasts [4'37] Waters (Waters) 3.One Of The Few [1'14] Waters (Waters) 4.The Hero's Return [2'34] Waters (Waters) 5.The Gunners Dream [5'29] Waters (Waters) 6.Paranoid Eyes [3'35] Waters (Waters) 7.Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert (Waters) [1'19] Waters 8.The Fletcher Memorial Home [4'10] Waters (Waters) 9.Southampton Dock [2'13] Waters (Waters) 10.The Final Cut [4'43] Waters (Waters) 11.Not Now John [5'02] Gilmour, Waters:Make em.., Hold on John (Waters) 12.Two Suns In The Sunset [5'16] Waters (Waters) Total Time:43'14 Additional Musicians: *Michael Kamen - piano,harmonium *Andy Brown - organ *Ray Cooper - percussion *Raphael Ravenscroft - tenor sax *Andy Newmark, drums on 'Two Suns In The Sunset' *The National Philharmonic Orchestra dedicated to Eric Fletcher Waters 1913 - 1944

A MOMENTARY LAPSE OF REASON Released:EMI,September 7th,1987 1.Signs Of Life [4'24] Gilmour (Gilmour,Ezrin) 2.Learning To Fly [4'52] Gilmour (Gilmour,Moore,Ezrin,Carin) 3.The Dogs Of War [6'05] Gilmour (Gilmour,Moore) Page 131 of 133

4.One Slip [5'07] Gilmour (Gilmour,Manzanera) 5.On The Turning Away [5'39] Gilmour (Gilmour,Moore) 6a.Yet Another Movie (Gilmour,Leonard) b.Round And Around [7'25] Gilmour (Gilmour) 7.A New Machine part.1 [1'46] Gilmour (Gilmour) 8.Terminal Frost [6'17] Gilmour (Gilmour) 9.A New Machine part.2 [0'36] Gilmour (Gilmour) 10.Sorrow [8'46] Gilmour (Gilmour) Total Time:50'57 Musicians: *David Gilmour - guitars,vocals,keyboards and sequencers *Richard Wright - piano,vocals,kurzweil,hammond organ *Nick Mason - electric and acoustic drums,sound effects Additional Musicians: *Bob Ezrin - keyboards,percussion and sequencers *Tony Levin - bass guitar,stick *Jim Keltner - drums *Steve Forman - percussion *Jon Carin - keyboards *Tom Scott - alto and soprano saxophone *Scott Page - tenor saxophone *Carmine Appice - drums *Pat Leonard - synthesizers *Bill Payne - hammond organ *Michael Landau - guitar *John Halliwell - saxophone Backing Vocals: *Darlene Koldenhaven *Carmen Twillie *Phyllis St.James *Donnie Gerrard

THE DIVISION BELL 1.Cluster One [5'58] (Gilmour,Wright) 2.What Do You Want From Me [4'21] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson) 3.Poles Apart [7'01] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson,Laird-Clowes) 4.Marooned [5'21] (Gilmour,Wright) 5.A Great Day For Freedom [4'18] Gilmour Page 132 of 133

(Gilmour/Samson) 6.Wearing The Inside Out [6'49] Wright (Moor) 7.Take It Back [6'12] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson,Laird-Clowes) 8.Coming Back To Life [6'19] Gilmour (Gilmour) 9.Keep Talking [6'11] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson) 10.Lost For Words [5'15] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson) 11.High Hopes [8'32] Gilmour (Gilmour,Samson) Musicians: *David Gilmour - guitars,vocals,bass,keyboards and programming *Richard Wright - piano,vocals *Nick Mason - electric and acoustic drums,sound effects Additional Musicians: *Bob Ezrin - keyboards and percussion *Jon Carin - keyboards and programming *Guy Pratt - bass guitar *Gary Wallis - played and programmed percussion *Tim Renwick - guitars *Dick Parry - tenor saxophone Backing Vocals: *Sam Brown *Durga McBroom *Carol Kenyan *Jackie Sheridan *Rebecca Leigh-White

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