Pink Floyd{.HE%<=== THE ONLY GROUP THAT HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY IN ROCK YET ===}{.FO%<=== Pink Floyd === == printed 1987 ==} Syd Barrett Roger Waters David Gilmour Richard Wright Nick Mason Pink Floyd : 1. "Underground" '64-'67 C) 2. "The Piper at the Gates of Dawn" '67 3. "A Saucerful of Secrets" '68 4. "A Nice Pair" '69 C) 5. "Ummagumma" '69 D) 6. "More" '69 7. "Zabriskie Point" '69 F) 8. "Atom Heart Mother" '70 9. R.Waters & Ron Geesin "Music from the Body" '70 10. "The Committee" '70 F) 11. Syd Barrett - "The Madcap Laughs" '70 12. Syd Barrett - "Barrett" '70 13. "Meddle" '71 14. "Relics" '71 C) 15. "Obscured by Clouds" - ("The Valley") '72 16. "The Dark Side of the Moon" '73 17. "Masters of Rock" '74 C) 18. "Wish You Were Here" '75 19. "Animals" '77 20. Rick Wright - "Wet Dream" '78 21. David Gilmour - "Gilmour" '78 22. "The Wall" '79 D) 23. Nick Mason - "Fictitious Sports" '81 24. "A Colection of Great Dance Songs" '81 C) 25. "the final cut" '83 26. Zee "Identity" - Rick Wright & Dave Harris '84 27. David Gilmour - "About Face" '84 28. R.Waters - "The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking" '84 29. Nick Mason - " " '85 30. R.Waters - "Radiowaves" '87 31. "A Momentary Lapse of Reason" (w/o R.Waters) '87 C) - Collected album D) - Double album F) - Soundtrack from a Film {.PA} {.HE%<=== The Piper at the Gates of Dawn === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1967 === == printed 1987 ==} THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN - 1967 1. Astronomy Domine 2. Lucifer Sam 3. Matilda Mother 4. Flaming 5. Pow R Toc H 6. Take up Thy Stethoscope and Walk 7. Interstellar Overdrive 8. The Gnome 9. Chapter 24 10. The Scarecrow 11. Bike ASTRONOMY DOMINE Lime and limpid green the second scene the fights between the blue you once knew floating down the sound resounds around the icy waters underground Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten Winding signs flap flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow stairways scare and death rules there blindman limpid green the sound surrounds the icy waters on the lime and limpid green the sound surrounds the icy waters underground LUCIFER SAM Lucifer Sam saw your cat always sitting by your side always by your side that cat's something I can't explain Jennifer Gentle you're the witch you're the left side, he's the right side oh no that cat's something I can't explain Wouldn't say we're going to see me a hip cat, me a ship's cat somewhere, anywhere that cat's something I can't explain The night is crawling, shifting sand hiding around on the ground he'll be bound when you're around that cat's something I can't explain MATILDA MOTHER There was a king who ruled the land His Majesty was in command with silver eyes the scarlet eagle showered silver on the people Oh mother tell me more Why'd you have to leave me there hanging in my infant chair waiting You only have to read the lines They're scribbled in black and everything shines Across the stream with wooden shoes bells to tell the king the news a thousand misty riders climb up higher once upon a time Wandering and dreaming the words had different meanings yes they did For all the time spent in that view in doll's house darkness' old perfume and fairy-stories held me high on clouds of sunlight floating by Oh mother tell me more tell me more FLAMING Alone in the clouds all blue lying on an eiderdown Yippie, you can't see me but I can you Lazing in the foggy dew sitting on a unicorn no fear, you can't hear me but I can you Watching buttercups cuff the light sleeping on a dandelion too much, I won't touch you but then I might Screaming through the scarlet sky travelling by telephone hey, ho here we go ever so high. TAKE UP THY STETHOSCOPE AND WALK I'm in bed, aching head gold is red, choke I'm red I'm the bread, gold is red Jesus bled, pain is red dark room Oh no Breeze is slow, you are slow chill grow feeling seems to melt the brain seems to cause a painful brain doctor kindly tell your wife that I'm alive flowers thrive realize realize realize THE GNOME I want to tell you a story about a little man if I can a gnome named Crimble Cromble 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 hurray another way for the gnomes to say hurray 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. CHAPTER 24 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 The time is with the month of winter solstice when the change is due to come thunder in the early course of heaven things cannot be destroyed once and all for all. THE SCARECROW The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows stood with a bird on his hat and swore everywhere he didn't care he stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move except when the wind cut up and mice ran around on the ground he stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow was 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 BIKE I've got a bike, you can ride 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, everything if you want a thing 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 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 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 I know a room of musical tunes some wine, some gin, most of them are clock work let's go into the other room and make them work {.SP4} Pink Floyd - September 1967 {.PA} {.HE%<=== A Saucerful of Secrets === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1968 === == printed 1987 ==} A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS - 1968 1. Let there be More Light 2. Remember a Day 3. Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun 4. Corporal Clegg 5. A Saucerful of Secrets 6. See-Saw 7. Jugband Blues 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 at a point of flame made contact with the human race at no time Now now now is the time time time to be be be aware Not as far the solar bear in human role revealed to him a living soul of heavenward forever Sunlight, something in my eye something in the sky waiting there for me The antelope grows hurling back the servicemen would like to sigh the memory went flowing rounds as Lucy in the sky Oh oh did you ever know no never ever will they ascend Summoning in his cosmic powers and flowing slightly from his toes psychedelic nations fly REMEMBER A DAY Remember a day before today a day when you were young renew a play along with time evening with a thyme Sing now a song that can't be sung without a morning's kiss dream 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 fatal 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 go away remember remember SET THE CONTROLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves which tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the sun On to the mountain watching the Watcher breaking the darkness, breaking the grapevine the moment your flaw is run to your shadow notice the shadow that reopens the vine Set the controls for the heart of the sun heart of the sun Breaking the shape of his questions for ever when the sun will fall in the evening will he remember the lesson I gave him Set the controls for the heart of the sun heart of the sun CORPORAL CLEGG Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg he won it in the war in nineteen forty four Corporal Clegg had a medal too in orange and in blue, he found it in the zoo Dear oh dear, oh are they really sad for me dear oh dear, oh 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 but no one is to blame Corporal Clegg received his medal in a dream from Her Majesty the Queen, his boots were very clean SEE-SAW Fairly girls were very much in love but he doesn't mind pickin' up his sister makes his way to the see-saw land all the way she smiled she goes up while he goes down Sits on a snake in the river laughter in his sleeves sister's throwing stones hoping for a hit he doesn't know, so there she goes up while he goes down Another time, another day her brother's plain to me another time, another day day day She was selling plastic flowers on a sunday afternoon pickin' up me, she has not got the time to care all can see, he's not there she grows up for another man and he's down JUGBAND BLUES It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here and I'm most obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here and I never knew the room could be so big and I never knew the room 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 wandering who could be writing this song I don't care if the sun don't shine I don't care if nothing is mine and I don't care 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 {.SP4} Pink Floyd - July 1968 {.PA} {.HE%<=== More === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1969 === == printed 1987 ==} MORE - 1969 1. Cirrus Minor 2. The Nile Song 3. Crying Song 4. Up the Khyber 5. Green is the Colour 6. Cymbaline 7. Party Sequence 8. Main Theme 9. Ibiza Bar 10. More Blues 11. Quicksilver 12. A Spanish Piece 13. Dramatic Theme CIRRUS MINOR In a churchyard by a river lazing in the haze of midday laughing in the grasses and the graves Yellow bird you are not lonely in singing and in flying on in laughing and in leaving Willow weeping in the water waving to the river-daughters swaying in the ripples and the wreaths 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 like tears that 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 follow her in her shadow and I'll watch her from my window one day I will catch her She is calling from the deep summoning my soul to endless sleep she is bound to drag me down, drag me down. CRYING SONG We smile and smile laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb fruit falls softly in the pines We cry and cry sadness passess in a while We roll and roll help me roll away the stone GREEN IS THE COLOUR 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 a wave hazy were the visions overplayed sunlight in her eyes, but moonshine made her cry every time Green is the colour of her kind quickness of the eye deceives the mind envy is the bond between the hopeful and the damned CYMBALINE The path you tread is narrow and the trumpets sheer and very high the ravens all are watching from a vantage point nearby apprehension creeping like a tube train up your spine will the tight rope reach the end, will the final couplet rhyme And it's high time, Cymbaline please wake me A butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side the ravens all are closing in, there's nowhere you can hide your manager and agent are both busy on the phone selling coloured photographs to magazines back home And it's high time, Cymbaline please wake me The lions converging where you stand, they must have moved the picture plain the leaves are heavy 'round your feet, you hear the thunder of the train suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range and Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time, Cymbaline please wake me IBIZA BAR I'm so afraid of the mistakes that I made making every time that I lay I feel like an oddball with a cut-off mind So if you excuse me it's time when the count is rhymed and the story-line is fine I've been amazed since the first day I can't get a line too close take me down, take me down from the cell of my mind and hear me slowly floating lonely somewhere I live far enough on a shelf like a dress on the end of all that reads like a sad song leaves began to grow beautiful and years they began and hear me slowly floating lonely flowing down too slow {.SP4} Pink Floyd - July 1969 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Ummagumma === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1969 === == printed 1987 ==} UMMAGUMMA - 1969 Live album: 1. Astronomy Domine 2. Careful with that Axe, Eugene 3. Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun 4. A Saucerful of Secrets Studio album: 1. RICHARD WRIGHT - Sysyphus (parts 1-4) 2. ROGER WATERS - a) Grantchester Meadows b) Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict 3. DAVID GILMOUR - The Narrow Way (parts 1-3) 4. NICK MASON - The Grand Vizier's Garden Party Part 1 - Entrance Part 2 - Entertainment Part 3 - Exit GRANTCHESTER MEADOWS Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain in the sky a bird was heard to cry misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds be like the deathly silence that lay all around Hear the knock and hearten to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground see the splashing of the kingfisher flashing through the water and the river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down all around me golden sunflakes settle on the ground basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon bringing sounds of yesterday into the city room In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down all around me golden sunflakes covering the ground basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room. THE NARROW WAY Flowing in the path as it leads toward the darkness in the north weary stranger's faces show their sympathy they've seen that home before If you wanna stay for a little bit rest your aching limbs for a little bit before you can find his private room and you can't delay hear the nightbirds calling him to care and catch the words to say close by in the nightmare of your brain Misty swelling creatures crawling hear the roar get louder in your ears you know the volume as you're on the force behind can't conquer all your fears All your birds aren't really listening tell them there is life with every morning perhaps today you can when you answer me it's clear, it's all nights warning {.SP4} Pink Floyd - November 1969 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Atom Heart Mother === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1970 === == printed 1987 ==} ATOM HEART MOTHER - 1970 1. Atom Heart Mother a) Father's Shout b) Breast Milky c) Mother Fore d) Funky Dung e) Mind Your Throats Please f) Remergence 2. If 3. Summer'68 4. Fat Old Sun 5. Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast a) Rise and Shine b) Sunny Side Up c) Morning Glory IF If I were the swan, I'd be gone if I were the train, I'd be late (again) and if I were the 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 the rule, I would bend if I were a good man I'd understand the spaces between friends If I were alone, I would cry and if I were with you, I'd be home and dry and if I go insane will you still let me join in with the game. SUMMER '68 Would you like to say something before you leave perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel we say goodbye before we've said hello I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all we met just six hours ago, the music was too loud from your bed I came today and lost a bloody year and I would like to know, how do you feel how do you feel Not a single word we've said, the lights stay without fears occasionaly you showed a smile but what was the need I felt the cold far too soon in the world of ninety-five my friends they're in the sun, I wish that I was there tomorrow brings another town, another girl like you have you time before you leave to greet another man just to let me know, how do you feel how do you feel Goodbye to you shall it bring girls due I had a love for one day FAT OLD SUN When that fat old sun in the sky is falling summer-evening birds are calling summer sun do you travel yet the sound of music in my ears distant bells, new grown grass smells so sweet by the river holding hands you're old enough and lay me down And if you see, don't make a sound pick your feet up off the ground and if you hear as the warm night falls 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 and then the sunlight disappears. {.SP4} Pink Floyd - October 1970 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Relics'71 & Masters of the Rock'74 === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1967-1970 === == printed 1987 ==} RELICS '71 & MASTERS OF THE ROCK '74 1. Arnold Layne 27.02.1967 2. Candy and a Current Bun 1967 3. Apples and Oranges 1967 4. It Would Be so Nice 1967 5. See Emily Play 23.05.1967 6. Paint Box 02.11.1967 7. Biding My Time 09.07.1969 8. Julia Dream 13.02.1968 1. Crumbling Land (soundtrack from the film "Zabriskie Point") 2. Embryo (from "Picnic, a Breath of Fresh Air") 3. Point Me at the Sky (from "Purple Simon Moves Pink Harum") ARNOLD LAYNE Arnold Layne had a strange hobby collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines they suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror distorted view, see through, baby blue he got it Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same it takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know why can't you see Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Now he's caught a nasty sort of person they gave him time, doors bang chaingang he hated Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne don't do it again CANDY AND A CURRENT BUN Oh my girl sitting in the sun go buy candy and a current bun I like good to see you lay flat Oh talk talk sweet please just fuck with me please no feeling afraid It's true sun shinihg very bright it's you I'm gonna love tonight icecream tastes good in the afternoon icecream tastes good if you eat it soon 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 a lot like that you must know I'm very very bad APPLES AND ORANGES Got a fliptop pack of cigarettes in the pocket feeling good at the top shopping at shops she's 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 store Apples and oranges apples and oranges Cornering meekly she trips up sweetly to meet the people she's on time again and then, I catch her by the eye then stop and have to think what a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very thin I love she she loves me see you, see you, see you Thought you might like to know I'm a lorrydriver man she's on the run down by the riverside feeding ducks in the afternoon time IT WOULD BE SO NICE It would be so nice to leave some time Everybody wakes and in the morning hot tea can't stop yarning pass the butter please have you ever read the Daily Standard reading all about the plane that's landed upside down Everyone knows what I do today there can be no other way but I would just like to say Everybody cares about the weather but 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 do today there can be no other way but I would just like to say SEE EMILY PLAY Emily tries but misunderstands she's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day let's try it another way you'll loose your mind and play free games today see Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow Put on a gown that touches the ground float on a river for ever and ever Emily, Emily PAINT BOX Last night I had too much to drink sitting in a club with so many fools playing to rules trying to impress and feeling rather empty I had another drink What a way to spend that evening you don't turn up with their friends playing their game here in the scene or it should be far away Getting up first without remembering where I've been 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 any way 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 BIDING MY TIME Wasting my time, resting my mind and I'll never pine for the sad days and the bad days when we was working from nine to five And if you don't mind I'll spend my time here by the fireside in the warm light of the love in her eyes JULIA DREAM Sunlight bright upon my pillow lighter than an eiderdown wishing that the weeping-willow winds its branches round Julia dream dream that 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 Will the misty master break me will the key unlock my mind will the following footsteps catch me am I really dying CRUMBLING LAND (soundtrack from ZABRISKIE POINT) In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky wheeling, soaring, gliding high On a hill there lived a man with many shining things shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings wining, dining, shining king Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies drinking in the clear blue well back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line Then a man commuting like a village on the sand in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land screaming, dealing, movie man Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise gliding high into the sky By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise upon the finger of the king on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun EMBRYO ( from the bootleg Omayad ) All is 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 bloom always need a little more room waiting here seems like years never seen the light of day All around I hear strange sounds come durgling in my ear red the light and dark the night I feel my dawn is near Warm glow, moon bloom always need a little more room whisper low, where I go I will see the sunshine show POINT ME AT THE SKY Hey Gene, this is Henry Maclean and I 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 how little we changed isn't it sad we're insane playing the games that we know end in tears the games we've been playing for thousands and thousands Point me to this cosmic flight and throw away the plastic coloured eye I'd like to use the static miles that we fly this is my last summarize Point me at the sky and let 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 breath out while the people around you breathe in, breathe in People blaspheme all I say to something that I hate to say stooping down to eat the air breathe careful that you might die, my friend All we've got to say to you is goodbye time will die in our eye and we fly, it's goodbye Point me at the sky and let it fly {.PA} {.HE%<=== Meddle === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1971 === == printed 1987 ==} MEDDLE - 1971 1. One of These Days 2. A Pillow of Winds 3. Fearless 4. San Tropez 5. Seamus 6. Echoes ONE OF THESE DAYS One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces A PILLOW OF WINDS The cloud of eiderdown draws around me softening the sound sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side and she's breathing low, and the candle dies When night comes down you lock the door the look falls to the floor as darkness falls and waves roll by the seasons changed, the wind is warm Now wakes the owl, now sleep the swan behold the dream, the dream is gone green fields, a cold rain is falling in a golden glow And deep beneath the ground the early morning sounds and I go down sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side and she's breathing low, and I rise like a bird in the haze when the first rays touch the sky and the night wings die FEARLESS You say the hill's too steep to climb, try 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 tree-line and the clouds I look down, hearing the sounds of the things you've said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling mercyless the magistrate turns round, frowning and who's the fool who wears the crown go down in your own way and every day is the right day and as you rise above the fear-lines in his crown you look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd You never walk alone, you never walk alone walk on, walk on with hope in your heart and you never walk alone, you never walk alone SAN TROPEZ As I reach for a peach, slide a ride down behind a chauffeur 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 my love keeping my dreams and I still hear her calling if you're alone, I'll come home Backward and homebound, a pigeon, a dove gone with the wind, the rain on an airplane owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together speeding away on the wind to a new day if you're alone, I'll come home And I pause for a while by a country style and listen to the things they say digging the gold in a hole in my hand hoping the good, take a look at the way things end and you're leading me down to a place by the sea I hear your soft voice calling to me making a date for Rita Pavone if you're alone, I'll come home SEAMUS I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog, was outside well I was in the kitchen Seamus, my own hound, was outside well you know the sun was sinking slowly and my own hound-dog sat right down and cried 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 time comes billowing across the sand and everything is green, the sun beneath and no one showed us to the land and no one knows the where's or the why's but something stares and something tries and starts to climb towards the land Strangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes 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 dawn and no one forces down our eyes and no one speaks and no one tries no one flies around the sun Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes inviting and insighting me to rise and through the window in the wall come streaming 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 crawl to you across the sky {.SP4} Pink Floyd - November 1971 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Obscured by Clouds === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1972 === == printed 1987 ==} OBSCURED BY CLOUDS - 1972 1. Obscured by Clouds 2. When You're In 3. Burning Bridges 4. The Gold it's in the... 5. Wot's... Uh the Deal 6. Mudmen 7. Childhood's End 8. Free Four 9. Stay 10. Absolutely Curtains BURNING BRIDGES Bridges burning gladly, melting with the shadow flickering between the lines stolen mormons floating softly on the air gone on wings of fire and climbing higher Ancient bulbs are breaking, leaving all and changing sides dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other way magic vision, staring, kindled by the burning flames lies in her eyes The door it stands a jar it was, it once was high beyond the guilded cage beyond the reach of time, the moment is at hand she breaks the golden band THE GOLD IT'S IN THE... Come on my friend, let's make for the hills they say there's gold and I'm looking for thrills you can get your hands on whatever we find 'cause I've only come along for the ride Well you go your way and 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 the mountains, across the sea who knows what may 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 in the far distant skies all I wanna tell you, all I wanna say is count me in on the journey, don't expect me to stay WOT'S... UH THE DEAL Heaven sent the promised land looks alright from where I stand 'cause I'm the man on the outside looking in waiting on the first step show me where the key is kept point me down the right line 'cause it's time To let me in from the cold, turn my lead into gold 'cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul and I think I'm growing old Flash... the red is... wot's... uh deal got to make it to the next meal try to keep up with the turning of the wheel mile after mile, stone after stone you turn to speak but you're alone million miles from home you're on your own Fly kite by candle light with her by my side wish she prefers we never stir again someone sent the promised land well 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, where you've been 'cause there's no wind left in my soul and I've grown old CHILDHOOD'S END You shout in your sleep that's the price, it's just too steep is your conscience at rest it was put to the test you awake with a start just the beating of your heart just one man beneath the sky just two ears, just two eyes You said, sail across the sea long past thoughts and memories childhood's end: your fantasies merging harsh realities and then as the sail is hoist you'll find your eyes are growing moist and all the fears never voiced say you have to make the final choice 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 and there'll be peace but anything one day will cease all the iron turn to rust all the proud men turn to dust so all things time will mend so this song will end FREE FOUR One two three four The memories of a man in his old age are the deeds of a man in his prime you shuffle in the gloom of the sick room and talk to yourself as you die Life is a short warm moment and death is a long cold rest you get your chance to try 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 but mind how you go, and I can tell you 'cause I know you may find it hard to get off But you are the angel of death and I am the dead man's son he was buried like a mole in a fox-hole and everyone's still on the run And who is the master of foxhounds and who says the hunt is begun and who calls the tune in the court-room and who beats the funeral drum STAY Stay and help me to end the day and if you don't mind, we'll break a bottle of wine stick around and maybe we'll get one down 'cause I want to find what lies behind those eyes Midnight blue, burning gold a yellow moon is growing cold I rise, looking through my morning eyes surpised to find you by my side light my brain, don't try to remember your name to find the words to tell you goodbye Morning dews, newborn day midnight blue turned to grey midnight blue, burning gold a yellow moon is growing cold. {.SP4} Pink Floyd - June 1972 {.PA} {.HE%<=== The Dark Side of the Moon === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1973 === == printed 1987 ==} THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON - 1973 1. Speak to Me 2. Breathe 3. On the Run 4. Time 5. The Great Gig in the Sky 6. Money 7. Us and Them 8. Any Colour You Like 9. Brain Damage 10. Eclipse BREATHE Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave but don't leave me Look around and choose 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. ON THE RUN 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 dig another one For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave. 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 one day you find ten years have got behing 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 behing you again The sun is the same in the 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. Breathe ( reprise ) Home, home again I like to be here when I can When I come home coldened 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. MONEY Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you're 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 footbal team. Money, get back I'm alright, 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 hi-fidelity first class travelling 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, away, away 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, 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 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 it's what the fighting's all about. 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. BRAIN DAMAGE The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path. The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more. And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane. You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. 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 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 IN THE MOON REALLY {.SP4} Produced by PINK FLOYD Recorded at Abbey Road Studios, London between June 1972 and January 1973 DAVID GILMOUR Vocals,Guitars,VCS3 NICK MASON Drums,Percussion,Tape Effects RICHARD WRIGHT Keyboards,Vocals,VCS3 ROGER WATERS Bass Guitar,Vocals,VCS3,Tape Effects Engineer Alan Parsons Saxophone on "Us and Them" and "Money" Dick Parry Backing vocals Doris Troy, Leslie Duncan, Liza Strike, Barry St John Vocals on "The Great Gig in the Sky" by Clare Torry All lyrics by ROGER WATERS Pink Floyd - March 1973 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Wish You Were Here === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1975 === == printed 1987 ==} WISH YOU WERE HERE - 1975 1. Shine On You Crazy Diamond - part 1 2. Welcome to the Machine 3. Have a Cigar 4. Wish You Were Here 5. Shine On You Crazy Diamond - part 2 SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND PART I 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 have you 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 mean guitar He always ate in the Steak Bar He loved to drive in his Jaguar So welcome to the Machine HAVE A CIGAR Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar You're gonna go far, You're gonna fly high, you're never gonna die, You're gonna make it if you try I 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 We call it Riding the Gravy Train WISH YOU WERE HERE 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 chains ? And did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found ? The same old fears Wish you were here SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND PART II Nobody knows where you are How near or how far Shine on, you crazy diamond ! Pile on many more layers And I'll be joining you there Shine on, you crazy diamond ! And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph And sail on the steel breeze Come on, you boy child, you winner and loser Come on, you miner for truth and delusion And shine ! {.SP4} Dick Parry - saxophone on "Shine On you Crazy Diamond" Roy Harper - vocals on "Have a Cigar" Veneta Fields and Carlena Williams - backing vocals All lyrics by Roger Waters Pink Floyd - September 1975 {.PA} {.HE%<=== Animals === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1977 === == printed 1987 ==} ANIMALS - 1977 1. Pigs on the Wing (part 1) 2. Dogs 3. Pigs (Three Different Ones) 4. Sheep 5. Pigs on the Wing (part 2) Pigs on the Wing. (Part One) 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. 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 and 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 you have 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 own 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 everything's 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 seat in the stand. Who was breaking away from the pack. Who was only a stranger at home. 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 weel 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. Sheep Harmlessly pssing 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 not 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, 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 BUGGERS' 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. Pigs on the Wing. (Part Two) You know that I care what happens to you, And I know that you care for me, So I don't feel alone. 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. {.SP4} (C) Roger Waters. Pink Floyd Music Publishers Ltd. (P) 1977 Produced by : Pink Floyd Engineered by : Brian Humphries Recorded at : Britania Row Studios, London Sleve design : Roger Waters Graphics : Nick Mason Inflatable Pig {.PA} {.HE%<=== The Wall === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1979 === == printed 1987 ==} THE WALL - 1979 1. In the Flesh ? 2. The Thin Ice 3. Another Brick in the Wall (part 1) 4. The Happiest Days of Our Lives 5. Another Brick in the Wall (part 2) 6. Mother 7. Goodbye Blue Sky 8. What Shall We Do Now ? 9. Empty Spaces 10. Young Lust 11. One of My Turns 12. Don't Leave Me Now 13. Another Brick in the Wall (part 3) 14. Goodbye Cruel World 15. Hey You 16. Is There Anybody Out There ? 17. Nobody Home 18. Vera 19. Bring the Boys Back Home 20. Comfortably Numb 21. The Show Must Go On 22. In the Flesh 23. Run Like Hell 24. Waiting for the Worms 25. Stop 26. The Trial 27. Outside The Wall IN THE FLESH ? So ya Thought ya Might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me is something eluding you sunshine ? Is this not what you expected to see ? If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes ? You'll just have to claw your way through the Disguise THE THIN ICE Mamma loves her baby And daddy loves you too And the sea may look warm to you, babe And the sky may look blue But oooh babe Oooh baby 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 A snap shot in the family album Daddy what else did you leave for me Daddy what d'ya 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 THE HAPPIEST DAYS OF OUR LIVES When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children anyway they could By pouring their derisions 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 Psychopatic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL (part 2) We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey, teacher, leave the kids alone ! All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall MOTHER Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb Mother do you think they'll like the song Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls Oooh ma 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 Oooh ma is it just a wasted time Mother am I really dying Hush now baby, baby don't you cry Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing She won't let you fly but she might let you sing Mama's gonna keep baby cosy and warm Oooh babe Oooh babe Oooh babe Of course mama's gonna help build the wall Mother do you think she's good enough for me Mother do you think she's dangerous tell me Mother will she make your little boy a toy Ooh mother will she break my heart Hush now baby, baby don't you cry Mama's gonna check out all of your girlfriends for you Mama won't let anyone dirty get through Mama's gonna wait up 'till you get in Mama will always find out where you've been Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean Oooh babe Oooh babe Oooh babe You'll always be a baby to me Mother, did it need to be so high ? GOODBYE BLUE SKY Ooooooooooooooooooh 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 Unfouled beneath a clear blue sky Ooooooooooooooooooh Did you see the frightened ones Did you hear the falling bombs The flames are all long gone But the pain lingers on Goodbye blue sky Goodbye blue sky Goodbye WHAT SHALL WE DO NOW ? What shall we use to fill the empty spaces Where waves of hunger roar Shall we set out across this sea of faces In search of more and more applauses 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 us 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 EMPTY SPACES What shall we use to fill the empty Spaces where we used to talk How should I fill the final places ? How should I complete the wall ? YOUNG LUST I am just a new boy A stranger in this town Where are all the good times Who's gonna show this stranger around ? Ooh I need a dirty woman Ooh I need a dirty girl Will some woman in this desert town Make me feel like a real man Take this rock'n'roll refugee Ooh Babe set me free Ooh I need a dirty woman Ooh I need a dirty girl ONE OF MY TURNS Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of 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 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 favourite axe Don't look so frightened This is just a passing phase Just 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 ? Would you ? Would you like to see me try ? Oh I don't know 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 Oooh 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 Ooh 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 Ooh Babe Don't leave me now How can you treat me this way Running away Ooh Babe Why are you running away ? Oooh Babe ! ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL (part 3) I don't need no arms 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 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 ! don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight. Hey you ! out there on your own Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me ? Hey you ! with your ear against the wall Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me ? Hey you ! would you help me to carry the stone ? Open your heart, I'm coming home But it was only fantasy The Wall was too high, as you can see No matter how he tried he could not break free And the worms ate into his brain. Hey you ! out there on the road Always doing what you're told, can you help me ? Hey you ! out there beyond the wall Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me ? Hey you ! don't tell me there's no hope at all Together we stand, divided we fall IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE ? Is there anybody out there ? NOBODY HOME I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on Got those swollen hand blues I've got 13 channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from I've got electric light And I've got second sight I've 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've got the obligatory Hendrix Perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favourite satin shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers I've 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've got a strong urge to fly But I've got nowhere to fly to Ooh Babe when I pick up the phone There's still nobody home I've got a pair of Gohills boots And I've got fading roots... VERA Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn Remember how she said that We would meet again Some sunny day Vera ! Vera ! What have become of you Does anybody else in here Feel the way I do ? BRING THE BOYS BACK HOME Bring the boys back home Bring the boys back home Don't leave the children on their own Bring the boys back home COMFORTABLY NUMB 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 I can ease your pain And 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 pin prick There'll be no more aaaaaaah ! 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 Ooh Ma ooh Pa Must the show go on Ooh Pa take me home Ooh Ma let me go Do I have to stand up Wild eyed in the spotlight What a nightmare Why ? Don't I turn and run There must be some mistake I didn't mean to let them Take away my soul Am I too old is it too late Ooh Ma Ooh Pa Where has the feeling gone ? Ooh Ma Ooh Pa Will I remember the songs ? The show must go on. IN THE FLESH So ya Thought ya Might like to go to the show To feel the 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 And we're going to find out where you fans Really stand Are there any queers in the theatre tonight Get'em up against the wall There's one in the spotlight He don't look right to me Get him up against the wall And that one looks Jewish And that one's a coon Who let all 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 RUN LIKE HELL You better make your face up in Your favourite disguise With your button down lips And your roller blind eyes With your empty smile And your hungry heart Feel the bile rising from your guilty past With your nerves in tatters As the cockle shell shatters And the hammers butter 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 Take your girlfriend Out tonight, You better park the car Well out of sight 'cos if they catch you in the back seat Trying to pick her locks They're gonna send you back to mother In a card board box You better run. WAITING FOR THE WORMS Ooh You cannot reach me now Ooh 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 Waiting to cut out the deadwood to clean up the city to follow the worms to put on a blackshirt to weed out the weaklings to smash in their windows and kick in their doors. for the final solution to strenghten the strain to follow the worms to turn on the showers and fire the ovens for the queens and the coons and the reds and the Jews to follow the worms Would you like to see Britania Rule again, my friend ? All you have to do is follow the worms Would you like to send our coloured cousins Home again, my friend ? All you need to do is follow the worms. STOP Stop I wanna go home Take off this uniform And leave the show And I'm waiting in this cell Because I have to know Have I been guilty all this time. THE TRIAL Good morning Worm Your Honour The crown will plainly show The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red handed showing feelings Showing feelings of an almost human nature This will not do Call the schoolmaster I always said he'd come to no good In the end Your Honour If they'd let me have my way I could Have flayed him into shape But my hands were tied The bleeding hearts and artists Let him get away with murder Let me hammer him today Crazy, toys in the attic I am crazy Should I go fishing They must have taken my marbles away 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 away. Have you broken any Homes up lately ? "Just five minutes, Worm Your Honour Him and me alone" Babe 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 Honour let me take him home Crazy, over the rainbow I am crazy Bars in the window There must have been a door there in the wall When I came in Crazy over the rainbow he is crazy The evidence before the court is Incontravertable, there's no need for The jury to retire In all my years of judging I have never heard before Of someone more deserving The full penalty of law The way you made them suffer Your exquisite wife and mother Fills me with the urge to defecate But my friend you have revealed your Deepest fear I sentance you to be exposed before Your peers Tear down The Wall ! OUTSIDE THE WALL All alone, or in twos The ones who really love you Walk up and down outside the wall Some hand in hand Some gathered together in bands The bleeding hearts and the 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 buggers' Wall {.SP4} Lyrics : Roger Waters Produced by (in alphabetical order) : Bob Ezrin David Gilmour Roger Waters Sleeve design by : Gerald Scarfe Pink Floyd - 1979 {.PA} {.HE%<=== the final cut === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== pink floyd - 1983 === == printed 1987 ==} the final cut - 1983 the final cut a requiem for the post war dream by roger waters 1. the post war dream 2. your possible pasts 3. one of the few 4. the hero's return 5. the gunners dream 6. paranoid eyes 7. get your filthy hands off my desert 8. fletcher memorial home 9. southampton dock 10. the final cut 11. not now john 12. two suns in the sunset the post war dream 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 ? 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 derelict sidings the poppies entwine with cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time do you remember me ? how we used to be ? do you think we should be closer ? she stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs for the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs stepping up boldly one put out his hand he said, "i was just a child then, now i'm only a man" do you remember me ? how we used to be ? do you think we should be closer ? by the cold and religious we were taken in hand shown how to feel good and told to feel bad 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 think 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 lay down and die the hero's return 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 speak 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 everyone's 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 gunners dream floating down through the clouds memories come rushing up to meet me now but in the space between the heavens and the corner of some foreign field i had a dream i had a dream goodbye max goodbye ma after the service when you're walking slowly to the car and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air you hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the Band you take her frail hand and hold on to the dream a place to stay enough to eat somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears and what's more no-one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no-one kills the children any more and no-one kills the children any more night after night going round and round my brain his dream is driving me insane in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight what's done is done we cannot just write off his final scene take heed of his dream take heed paranoid eyes button your lip and don't let the shield slip take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions you can hide hide hide behind paranoid eyes you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar laughing too loud at the rest of the world with the boys in the crowd you can hide hide hide behind petrified eyes you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory now you're lost in a haze of alcohol 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 get your filthy hands off my desert brezhnev took afghanistan begin took beirut galtieri took the union jack and maggie over lunch one day took a cruiser with all hands apparently to make him give it back the fletcher memorial home take all your overgrown infants away somewhere and build them a home a little place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on closed circuit 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 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 their 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 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 shotguns in the hall dial the combination, open the priesthole and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall there's a kid who had a big hallucination making love to girls in magazines he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith could anybody love him or is it just a crazy dream and if i show you my dark side will you still hold me tonight and if i open my heart to you and show you my weak side what would you do would you sell your story to rolling stone would you take the children away and leave me alone and smile in reassurance as you whisper down the phone would you send me packing or would you take me home thought i had to bare my naked feelings thought i had to 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 can't stop lose job mind gone silicon what bomb get away pay day make hay break down need fix big six clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrring bingo ! make em laugh make em cry make em dance in the aisles make em pay make em stay make em feel o.k. not nah john we've got to get on with the film show hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow who cares what it's about as long as the kids go so not now john we've got to get on with the show hang on john i've got to get on with this i don't know what it is but it fits on here like............ come at the end of the shift we'll go and get pissed but now now john i've got to get on with this hold on john i think there's something good on i used to read books but............ it could be the news or some other abuse or it could be reusable shows fuck all that we've got to get on with these got to compete with the wily japanese no need to worry about the vietnamese got to bring the russian bear to his knees well, may be not the russian bear may be the swedes we showed argentina not let's go and show these make us feel tough and wouldn't maggie be pleased nah nah nah nah nah nah ! s'cusi dove il bar se para collo pou eine toe bar s'il vous plait ou est le bar oi'where's the fucking bar john ! two suns in the sunset 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 rusting 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 hmmmmmmmmmmm could be the human race is run like the moment when the brakes lock and you slide towards the big truck you stretch the frozen moments with your fear and you'll never hear their voices and you'll never see their faces you have no recourse to the law anymore and as the windshield melts my tears evaporate leaving only charcoal to defend finally i understand the feelings of the few ashes and diamonds foe and friend we were all equal in the end {.SP4} (c) 1983 pink floyd music publishers ltd. {.PA} {.HE%<=== A Momentary Lapse of Reason === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1987 === == printed 1987 ==} A MOMENTARY LAPSE OF REASON - 1987 1. SIGNS OF LIFE 2. LEARNING TO FLY 3. THE DOGS OF WAR 4. ONE SLIP 5. ON THE TURNING AWAY 6. YET ANOTHER MOVIE 7. Round And Around 8. A NEW MACHINE Part 1 9. TERMINAL FROST 10. A NEW MACHINE Part 2 11. SORROW LEARNING TO FLY Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a wind swept field Standing alone my senses reeled A fatal attraction holding me fast, how Can I escape this irresistable grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky Tongue-tied & 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 Unlanded, 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 & 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 mind from the circling sky Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I 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 webs we weave One world, it's a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world ... One worloves her baby And daddy loves you too And the sea may look warm to you, babe And the sky may look blue But oooh babe Oooh baby 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'ive 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 are we going to smash it down? One world ... One world ONE SLIP A restless eye across a weary room A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin The music played and played as we whirled without end No hint, no word her honour to defend I will, I will she signed to my request And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test Then drowned in desire, our souls in fire I led the way to the funeral pyre And without a thought of the consequence I gave in to my decadence One slip, and down the hole we fall, It seems to take no time at all A momentary lapse of reason That binds a life for life A small regret, you won't forget, There'll be no sleep in here tonight Was in love, or was it the idea of being in love? Or was is the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just like a glove? The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain alone One slip, and down the hole we fall, It seems to take no time at all A momentary lapse of reason That binds a life to a life The one regret, you will never forget, There'll be no sleep in here tonight One slip ... One slip ON THE TURNING AWAY 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 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? YET ANOTHER MOVIE One sound, one single sound 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 tough 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 this ceaseless murmuring, The babbling that I brook, The seas of faces, eyes upraised The empty screen, the vacant look A man in blak 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 A NEW MACHINE Part 1 I have always been here I have always looked out from behind these eyes It feels like more than a lifetime Feels like more than a lifetime Sometimes I get tired of the waiting Sometimes I get tired of being in here Is this the way it has always been? Could it ever have been different? Do you ever get tired of the waiting? Do you ever get tired of being in there? Don't worry, nobody lives forever Nobody lives forever A NEW MACHINE Part 2 I will always be here I will always look out from behind these eyes It's only a lifetime It's only a lifetime It's only a lifetime 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 roll 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 inimation 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 speak so much louder than words Of promises broken {.SP4} Produced by Bob Ezrin & David Gilmour DAVID GILMOUR: Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards & Sequencers NICK MASON: Electric & Acoustic Drums, Sound effects Richard Wright: Piano, Vocals, Kurzweil, Hammond Organ Bob Ezrin: Keyboards, Percussions & Sequencers Tony Levin: Bass Guitar, Stick Jim Keltner: Drums Steve Forman: Percussion Jon Carin: Keyboards Tom Scott: Alto & Soprano Saxophone Scott Page: Tenor Saxophone Carmine Appice: Drums Pat Leonard: Synthesizers Bill Payne: Hammond Organ Michael Landau: Guitar John Halliwell: Saxophone Darlene Koldenhaven: Backing Vocals Carmen Twillie: Backing Vocals Phyllis St.James: Backing Vocals Donnie Gerrard: Backing Vocals Recording and mixing engineered by: Andrew Jackson Assisted by: Robert (Ringo) Hrycyna with: MArc Desisto, Stan Katayama, Jeff Demorris Additional re-mixing: James Guthrieш Special thanks to Antony Moore, Phil Manzanera, Landley Iddens, Tim Daly & Mike Wennink STUDIOS Astoria, Hampton Britannia Row Studios, London A&M Studios, Los Angeles Can Am Studios, Los Angeles Village Recorder, Los Angeles Mayfair, London Audio International, London Also thanks to Winston Johnson at Cama, Gary Barlogh at Producers Workshop, Air London Art Direction: Storm Thorgeson Front Cover Concept: Storm Thorgeson and Nexus Graphic Design: Andrew Ellis, Icon, London Photography: Robert Dowling Production: Lance Williams, Richard Shaw Portrait: David Bailey Additional Photography: Robert Mort Artwork: Mekon Spherical Sound by: Tom Jones, Ken Caillats, Sarah Bruce Recorded by: Guy Chairbonneau, Le Mobile, Los Angeles Addition Sound Effects by: Andrew Johnson General Technical & Musical Instrument Supervision: Phil Taylor Mastered at: Mastering Lab & Precision Laquer Pink Floyd Management: Steve o'Rourke, EMKA Productions, London This Album was recorded digitally, with the exeption of the acoustic drums and bass guitar which were recorded analogue. Dolby SR noise reduction was used for mixing. Drums by Ludwig Drum Co U.S.A., Symmonds Electronics UK and Paiste Cymbals. (c) 1987 Pink Floyd Music Ltd under exclusive licence to EMI Records Ltd. {.PA} {.HE%<=== Index of the songs === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Pink Floyd - 1967-1983 === == printed 1987 ==} No | SONG | ALBUM | YR ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- 1.Absolutely Curtains | Obscured by Clouds |'72 2.Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast | Atom Heart Mother |'70 3.Another Brick in the Wall - 1 | The Wall |'79 4.Another Brick in the Wall - 2 | The Wall |'79 5.Another Brick in the Wall - 3 | The Wall |'79 6.Any Colour You Like | The Dark Side of the..|'73 7.Apples and Oranges | 1967 |'67 8.Arnold Layne | 27.02.1967 |'67 9.Astronomy Domine | The Piper at the Gates|'67 10.Atom Heart Mother ( a)-f) ) | Atom Heart Mother |'70 11.Biding My Time | 09.07.1969 |'69 12.Bike | The Piper at the Gates|'67 13.Brain Damage | The Dark Side of the..|'73 14.Breathe | The Dark Side of the..|'73 15.Bring the Boys Back Home | The Wall |'79 16.Burning Bridges | Obscured by Clouds |'72 17.Candy and a Current Bun | 1967 |'67 18.Chapter 24 | The Piper at the Gates|'67 19.Childhood's End | Obscured by Clouds |'72 20.Cirrus Minor | More |'69 21.Comfortably Numb | The Wall |'79 22.Corporal Clegg | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 23.Crumbling Land | film "Zabriskie Point"|'69 24.Crying Song | More |'69 25.Cymbaline | More |'69 26.Dogs | Animals |'77 27.Dogs of War, The | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 28.Don't Leave Me Now | The Wall |'79 29.Dramatic Theme | More |'69 30.Echoes | Meddle |'71 31.Eclipse | The Dark Side of the..|'73 32.Embryo | "Picnic, a Breath of..|'67 33.Empty Spaces | The Wall |'79 34.Fat Old Sun | Atom Heart Mother |'70 35.Fearless | Meddle |'71 36.final cut, the | the final cut |'83 37.Flaming | The Piper at the Gates|'67 38.fletcher memorial home | the final cut |'83 39.Free Four | Obscured by Clouds |'72 40.get your filthy hands off my ...| the final cut |'83 41.Gnome, The | The Piper at the Gates|'67 42.Gold it's in the... , The | Obscured by Clouds |'72 43.Goodbye Blue Sky | The Wall |'79 44.Goodbye Cruel World | The Wall |'79 45.Grand Vizier's Garden Party, The| More |'69 46.Grantchester Meadows | More |'69 47.Great Gig in the Sky, The | The Dark Side of the..|'73 48.Green is the Colour | More |'69 49.gunners dream, the | the final cut |'83 50.Happiest Days of Our Lives, The | The Wall |'79 ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- No | SONG | ALBUM | YR {.PA} No | SONG | ALBUM | YR ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- 51.Have a Cigar | Wish You Were Here |'75 52.hero's return, the | the final cut |'83 53.Hey You | The Wall |'79 54.Ibiza Bar | More |'69 55.If | Atom Heart Mother |'70 56.In the Flesh | The Wall |'79 57.In the Flesh ? | The Wall |'79 58.Interstellar Overdrive | The Piper at the Gates|'67 59.Is There Anybody Out There ? | The Wall |'79 60.It Would Be so Nice | 1967 |'67 61.Jugband Blues | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 62.Julia Dream | 13.02.1968 |'68 63.Learning to Fly | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 64.Let there be More Light | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 65.Lucifer Sam | The Piper at the Gates|'67 66.Main Theme | More |'69 67.Matilda Mother | The Piper at the Gates|'67 68.Money | The Dark Side of the..|'73 69.More Blues | More |'69 70.Mother | The Wall |'79 71.Mudmen | Obscured by Clouds |'72 72.Narrow Way, The (parts 1-3) | More |'69 73.New Machine, A (part 1) | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 74.New Machine, A (part 2) | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 75.Nile Song, The | More |'69 76.Nobody Home | The Wall |'79 77.not now john | the final cut |'83 78.Obscured by Clouds | Obscured by Clouds |'72 79.On the Run | The Dark Side of the..|'73 80.On the Turning Away | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 81.One of My Turns | The Wall |'79 82.One of These Days | Meddle |'71 83.one of the few | the final cut |'83 84.One Slip | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 85.Outside The Wall | The Wall |'79 86.Paint Box | 02.11.1967 |'67 87.paranoid eyes | the final cut |'83 88.Party Sequence | More |'69 89.Pigs (Three Different Ones) | Animals |'77 90.Pigs on the Wing (part 1) | Animals |'77 91.Pigs on the Wing (part 2) | Animals |'77 92.Pillow of Winds, A | Meddle |'71 93.Point Me at the Sky | "Purple Simon Moves.."| 94.post war dream, the | the final cut |'83 95.Pow R Toc H | The Piper at the Gates|'67 96.Quicksilver | More |'69 97.Remember a Day | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 98.Round and Around | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 99.Run Like Hell | The Wall |'79 100.San Tropez | Meddle |'71 ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- No | SONG | ALBUM | YR {.PA} No | SONG | ALBUM | YR ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- 101.Saucerful of Secrets, A | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 102.Scarecrow, The | The Piper at the Gates|'67 103.Seamus | Meddle |'71 104.See Emily Play | 23.05.1967 |'67 105.See-Saw | A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 106.Set the Controls for the Heart..| A Saucerful of Secrets|'68 107.Several Species of Small Furry..| More |'69 108.Sheep | Animals |'77 109.Shine On You Crazy Diamond - 1 | Wish You Were Here |'75 110.Shine On You Crazy Diamond - 2 | Wish You Were Here |'75 111.Show Must Go On, The | The Wall |'79 112.Signs of Life | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 113.Sorrow | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 114.southampton dock | the final cut |'83 115.Spanish Piece, A | More |'69 116.Speak to Me | The Dark Side of the..|'73 117.Stay | Obscured by Clouds |'72 118.Stop | The Wall |'79 119.Summer'68 | Atom Heart Mother |'70 120.Sysyphus (parts 1-4) | More |'69 121.Take up Thy Stethoscope and Walk| The Piper at the Gates|'67 122.Terminal Frost | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 123.Thin Ice, The | The Wall |'79 124.Time | The Dark Side of the..|'73 125.Trial, The | The Wall |'79 126.two suns in the sunset | the final cut |'83 127.Up the Khyber | More |'69 128.Us and Them | The Dark Side of the..|'73 129.Vera | The Wall |'79 130.Waiting for the Worms | The Wall |'79 131.Welcome to the Machine | Wish You Were Here |'75 132.What Shall We Do Now ? | The Wall |'79 133.When You're In | Obscured by Clouds |'72 134.Wish You Were Here | Wish You Were Here |'75 135.Wot's... Uh the Deal | Obscured by Clouds |'72 136.Yet Another Movie | A Momentary Lapse of..|'87 137.Young Lust | The Wall |'79 138.your possible pasts | the final cut |'83 ---+--------------------------------+-----------------------+--- No | SONG | ALBUM | YR {.PA} {.HE%<=== The Pros and Cons of Hitch-Hiking === == page %# ==} {.FO%<=== Roger Waters - 1984 === == printed 1987 ==} THE PROS AND CONS OF HITCH-HIKING - 1984 1. 4:30 "Apparently They Were Travelling Abroad" 2. 4:33 "Running Shoes" 3. 4:37 "(Arabs with Knives and West German Skies)" 4. 4:39 "For the First Time Today" - Part 2 5. 4:41 "Sexual Revolution" 6. 4:47 "The Remains of Our Love" 7. 4:50 "(Go Fishing)" 8. 4:56 "For the First Time Today" - Part 1 9. 4:58 "Dunroamin, Duncarin, Dunlivin" 10. 5:01 "The Pros and Cons of Hitch-Hiking" 11. 5:06 "Every Stranger's Eye" 12. 5:11 "The Moment of Clarity" Apparently They Were Travelling Abroad Welshman : "Apparently they were travelling abroad and they picked up some hitch-hikers" Surgeon : "Drill" Man : "Oh god !" Wife : "Wake up you're dreaming" Man : "What ?" Wife : "You're dreaming" Man : "We were moving away from the border" Wife : "What border ? Go back to sleep" Hell's Angel: "Have a nice day" Wife : "Huh" Hell's Angel: "Have a nice day" We were moving away from the border Looking for somewhere to sleep The two of us sharing the driving Two hitch-hikers slumped in the back seat Hitch-hiker: "Hello" I sneaked a quick-look in the mirror She gave me a smile I said: "Is anyone hungry ? Should we stop for a while ?" So we pulled off into a layby Her dress blew up over her head I said: "Would you like to come with me ?" She said something foreign under her breath And the sun shone down on her lovely young limbs I thought to myself she's much too good for him I lay down beside her with tears in my eyes She said Running Shoes So I stood by the roadside The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac Like gun metal magnets. Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder face Was the kind of a smile That only a rather dull child could have drawn While attempting a grave yard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborgini So we went for a spin in the country To feel the wind in our hair To feel the power of my engine To feel the thrill of desire And then in the trees I heard a twig snap Warning lights flashed on my map I opened my eyes and to my surprise (Arabs with Knives and West German Skies) There were Arabs with Knives At the foot of the bed Right at the foot of the bed Arab: "Don't cut the woman, Mohamed, I want the woman" Oh my God how did they get in here ? I thought we were safe home in England She said: "Come on, now, kid, it was wrong what you did You've got to admit it was wrong what you did You've got to admit it was wrong" Man: "Oh god ... Jesus" Sleep. Sleep I know that I'm only dreaming Man: "Leave her alone ... get out ... out ... get out of my house" Through closed eyes I see West German skies on the ceiling And I want get back To the girl with rucksack To feel her flaxen hair I want to be there See the sun's going down Behind Krupps steelworks On the outskirts of some German town Mein Host: "Guten Abend meiner Damen und Herren Ha Ha Ha Willcomen in Konigsburg Ha Ha Ha Wollen zie danzen mit mir oder drinken Mehr Ha Ha Ha" Thank you but ... This young lady and I Will just finish this bottle of wine It was kind of you ... but I think we'll just say goodnight. Man: "Leave us alone" Goodnight Man: "Leave us alone. Could I have the key to one four three please ?" Room Clerk: "There you are" Man: "Thank you goodnight" Room Clerk: "Goodnight Sir" Man: "Hello, yes I'd like to order breakfast please I'd like coffee for two and tost with marmalade. No ... marmalade" For the First Time Today - Part 2 For the first time today I held her naked body next to mine In this hotel overlooking the Rhine I made her mine Ooh babe ... ooh babe Come with me and stay with me Please stay with me Wife: "Uh .. what is it ?" Stay with me Stay with me Stay with me Wife: "No ... I'm sleeping" Stay with me Wife: "Forget it" Sexual Revolution Hey ... girl Take out the dagger And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution Hey girl Let freedom for all be our rallying call Tommorow let's make ... our new resolution Yeah, but tonight lie still While I plunder your sweet grave And remember Only the poor can be saved Hey girl As I've always said I prefer your lips red Not what the good Lord made But what he intended Hey girl Don't point the finger at me I'm only a rat in a maze like you And only the dead go free So ... please hold my hand As we blunder through the maze And remember Nothing can grow without rain Don't point Don't point the finger at me I awoke in a fever The bed clothes were all soaked in sweat She said: "You've been having a nightmare And it's not over yet" Then she picked up the doggy in the window The one with a waggly tail And she put him to bed between two bids of bread The Remains of Our Love I just cowered in the corner My pyjama coat over my head And she smiled as she finished her sandwich And her cold eyes fixed me to my dark history As she brushed the remains Of our love from the bed And when she had turned back the covers When all of the prayers had been read She said: "Come on over here you silly boy Before you catch your death of cold I was only joking Let's leave behind the city grime Let's not compete It could be fine in the country Couldn't it though ... come on let's go" I said "O.K." Jade : "Are we going to go now ?" Man : "Where would you like to go darling ?" Wife : "Mmm ... Vermont... Wyoming (yes)" Man : "Wyoming ... uh, huh, Children !" Justin: "What ?" Man : "We're going to Wyoming Darling ... which way is Wyoming ?" Wife : "Hook a right here You are going the wrong way." Man : "I know that, I know children... Let's see how many ... Volvos we pass On the way to our new life in the country ...One " Wife : "Jade don't do that, that's really negative" (Go Fishing) As cars go by, I cast my mind's eye Over back packs on roof racks Beyond the horizon Where dream makers Working white plastic processors Invite the unwary To reach for the pie in the sky Go fishing my boy ! We set out in the spring With a trunk full of books about everything About solar devices And how nice natural childbirth is We cut down some trees And trailed our ideals Through the forest glade We dammed up the stream And the kids cooled their heels In the fishing pool we'd made. We held hands and we exchanged bands And we practically lived off the land You adopted a fox cub Whose mother was somebody's coat You fed him by hand And then snuggled him down In the grandfather bed while I wrote We grew our maize And I only ocassionaly went into town To stook up on antibiotics And shells for the shotgun that I kept around I told the kids stories While you worked your loom And the sun went down sooner each day Man : "Chapter six in which Eyore has a birthday and gets two presents" (Man pauses to light joint) Jade: "Daddy ... come on dad" Man : "Eyore the old grey donkey stood by the side of the stream and he looked at himself in the water. "Pathetic" he said. "That's what it is" "Good morning Eyore" said Pooh "Oh" said Pooh. "He thought for a long time" The leaves all fell down Our crops all turned brown It was over As the first snow flakes fell I realised all was not well in the camp The kids caught bronchitis The space heater run out of diesel One weekend a friend from the East Rot his soul Stole your heart I said "Fuck it then Take the kids back to town Maybe I'll see you around" And so ... leaving all our hopes and dreams To the wind and the rain Taking only our stash Left out litter and trash And set out on the road again. Jade : "Bye Bye Daddy, By Daddy" Justin: "You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl But don't bring Liza" For the First Time Today - Part 1 For the first time today I feel it's really over You are my everyday excuse For playing deaf, dumb and blind Who'd have ever thought This was how it would end for you and me To carry my own millstone Out of the trees And I have to admit I don't like it a bit Being left here beside this lonesome road. Dunroamin, Duncarin, Dunlivin Truckdriver: "Hey kid, you looking for a lift ? ...Get on up here how's it going good buddy ?" I nailed ducks to the wall Kept my heart in dark ruins I built bungalows all over the hill Dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin Took my girl to the country To sleep out under the moon Next thing she's going crazy Trucker: "Women are like that, kid What the hell can you do" She waits for the real Mr.Right to come Gently removing her heart With his promises of real communication Trucker: "I saw a program about that on T.V. ..." Who's always picking up the tab Who built a bungalow for his Mum and Dad Man: "Me...." Who took you out to all the shows Who worked his fingers to the bone Man: "Me...." While you were asleep Man: "It was me ... I did" I kept you in buttons and bows Man: "Christ all those clothes" So you could encourage this creep With his neat feet And his clean fingernails With his wise but twinking eyes He's a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt Trucker: "Get movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot" And compromise I'd like to go on with this bit of a song Describing this schmuck I'd like to go on but I'm going to throw up Trucker: "Not in my rig you don't boy ... get the hell out of here" The Pros and Cons of Hitch-Hiking An angel of a Harley Pulls across to greet a fellow rolling stone Puts his bike up on it's stand Leans back and then extends A scarred and greasy hand ... he said Hell Angel: "How ya going bro ?... Where ya been ?... Where ya goin' ?" Then he takes our hand In some strange California handshake And breaks the bone Angels Moll: "Have a nice day" A housewife from Encino Whose husband's on the golf course With his book rules Breaks and makes a 'U' and idles back To take a second look at you You flex your rod Fish takes the hook Sweet vodka and tobacco in her breath Another number in your little black book These are the pros and cons of hitch-hiking Oh babe I must be dreaming I'm standing on the leading edge The Eastern seaboard spread before my eyes "Jump" says Yoko "Oh No ! I'm too scared and too good looking" I cried "Go on" she says "Why don't you give it a try ? Why prolong the agony all men must die" Do you remember Dick Tracy Do you remember Shane Joey: "Shane" The body on the plain Did you understand the music Yoko Or was it all in vain Joey: "Shane" The bitch said something mystical "Herro" So I stepped back on the kerb again These are the pros and cons of hitch-hiking Oh babe I must be dreaming Every Stranger's Eye Waitress: "Hello ... you wanna cup of coffee ?" Trucker : "Hey ... Turn the fucking Juke Box down" Waitress: "I'm sorry would you like a cup of coffee ? O.K. you take cream and sugar ?" In truck stops and hamburger joints In Cadillac limousines In the company of has-beens In bent backs. In sleeping forms On pavement steps In libraries and railway stations In books and banks In the pages of history In suicidal cavalry attacks I recognise Myself in every stranger's eyes And in wheelchairs by monuments Undertube trains in commuter accidents In council care and country courts At Easter fairs in sea-side resorts In drawing rooms and city morgues I award winning photographs Of life rafts in the China seas In transit camps under arc lamps On loading ramps In faces blurred by rubber stamps I recognise Myself in every stranger's eyes And now from where I stand Upon this hill. I plundered from the pool I look around, I search the skies I shade my eyes, so nearly blind And see signs of half remembered days I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways I recognise The hope you kindle in your eyes It's oh so easy now As we lie here in the dark Nothing interferes it's obvious How to beat the tears That threaten to snuff out The spark of our love. The Moment of Clarity Then the moment of clarity Faded like charity does Sometimes I opened one eye And I put my hand just to touch your soft hair To make sure in the darkness that you were still there And I have to admit I was just a little afraid Oooooh Oooh yeah But then... I had a little bit of luck You were awake I couldn't take another moment alone {.SP4} (C) 1984 Pink Floyd Music Publishers Ltd. Chappel Music Ltd. all lyrics reproduced by kind permission (P) 1984 Original Sound Recordings made by Roger Waters Music Ltd. (C) 1984 Roger Waters Music Ltd. Written by Roger Waters Produced by Roger Waters and Michel Kamen {.PA} Purple simon moves the pink harum 1 Picnic, a breath of fresh air 2 Soundtrack from the film ZABRISKIE POINT 3 1 POINT ME IN THE SKY Hey Gone, this is Henry Maclean And I 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 how little we changed Isn't it we're insane Playing the games that we know end in tears The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands Point me to this comic flight And throw away the plastic coloured eye I'd like to use the static miles that we fly This is my last summarize Point me in the sky and let me 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 breath out While the people around you breathe in, breathe in People blaspheme all I say To something that I hate to say Stooping down to eat the air Breathe careful that you might die, my friend All we've got to you is goodbye Time will die in your eye And we fly, it's goodbye Point me in the sky and let me fly 2 EMBRYO All is 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 bloom Always need a little more room Waiting here seems like years Never seen 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 bloom Always need a little more room Whisper low, here I go I will see the sunshine show 3 CRUMBLING LAND In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky Wheeling, soaring, gliding high On a hill there lived a man with many shining things Shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings Wining, dining, shining king Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies Drinking in the clear blue well Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies But fifty more come rolling off the floor production line Then a man commuting like a village on the sand In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land Screaming, dealing, movie man Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows Close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise Gliding high into the sky By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise Upon the finger of the king On high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold Then wheeling a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun c1QBG> P I N K F L O Y D5 T h e F i n a l C u t 1982H 4 T h e P o s t W a r D r e a m5 Tell me true, tell me why was Jesus crucified Is it for this that daddy died? Was it for you? Was it me? Did it 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? 4 Y o u r P o s s i b l e P a s t s5 They flutter behind you your pissible pasts Some brightened and crazy some frightened and lost A warning to anyone still in command Of their possible future to take care In derelict sidings the poppies entwine With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? She stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs Stepping up boldly one put out his hand He said: "I was just a child then now I'm only a man" Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? By the cold and religious we were taken in hand Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad 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 think we should be closer? 4 O n e O f T h e F e w5 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 the laugh, make them cry, make them lie down and die 4 T h e H e r o ' s R e t u r n5 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 angles one five Though they'll never fathom it behind my Sarcasm my desperate memories lie Sweatheart, sweatheart 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 streets and The church bells rang But burning in my heart My memory smoulders on Of the gunners dying words on the intercom 4 T h e G u n n e r s D r e a m5 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 dream I had dream Goodbye Max Goodbye ma After the service when you're walking slowly to the car And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air You hear the tolling bell And touch the silk in your lapel And as the tear o.... rise to meet the comfort of the band You take her frail hand And hold on to.... dream A place to stay Enough to eat Somewhere old heroes shuffle sately down the street Where you can speak out loud About your doubts and fears And what's more no one ever disappears You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door You can relax on both sides of the tracks And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control And everyone has recourse to the law And no one kills the children anymore And no one kills the children anymore Night after night Going round and round my brain His dream is driving me insane In the corner of some foreign field The gunner sleeps tonight What's done is done We cannot just write off his final scene Take heed of his dream Take heed 4 P a r a n o i d E y e s5 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 sleep 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 boys in the crowd You can hide hide hide Behind petrified eyes You believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory Now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high You can hide hide hide Behind brown and mild eyes 4 G e t Y o u r F i l t h y H a n d s O f f M y D e s e r t5 Brezhnev took Afghanistan Begin took Beirut Galtiery took the Union Jack And Maggie over lunch one day Took a cruiser with all hands Apparently to make him give it back 4 T h e F l e t c h e r M e m o r i a l H o m e5 Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere And build them a home a little place of their own The Fletcher memorial Home for incurable tyrants and kings And they can appear to themselves everyday 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 frien 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 favorite 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 4 S o u t h a m p t o n D o c k5 They disembarked in 45 And no one spoke and no one smiled There were too many spaces in the line Gathered at the cenotaph All agreed with the hand on heart To sheath the sacrificial knives 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 4 T h e F i n a l C u t5 Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes I can barely define the shape of this this moment in time And far from flying high in clear blue sky 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 shotgun in the hall Dial the combination, open the priesthole And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall There's a kid who had a big hallucination Making love to girls in magazines He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith Could anybody love him Or is it just a crazy dream And if I show you my dark side Will you still hold me tonight And if I open my heart to you And show you my weak side What would you do Would you sell your story to "Rolling Stone" Would you take the children away And leave me alone And smile in reassurance As you 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 newer had the nerve to make the final cut 4 N o t N o w J o h n5 Fuck all that we've got to get on with these Got to complete with the wily japanese There's too many home fires burning And not enough trees So fuck all that we've got to get on with these Can't stop lose job mind gone silicon What bomb get away pay day make hay Break down need fix big six Clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrring bingo! Make em laugh Make em cry Make em dance in the aisles Make em pay Make em stay Make em feel ok Not nah 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............... Come at the end of the shift We'll go and get pissed But now noy John I've got to get on with this Hold on John I think there's something good on I used to read books but............... It could be the news Or some other abuse Or it could be reusable shows Fuck all that we've got to get on with these Got to 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 let's go and show these Make us feel tough And wouldn't Maggie be pleased Nah nah nah nah nah nah! S'cusi dove il bar Se para collo pou eine toe bar S'il vous plait ou est le bar Oi' where's the fucking bar John! 4 Two Suns In Sunset5 In my rear vew 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 hods the cork That keeps the anger in Gives the way And suddenly it's day again The sun is in the east Even though the day is done Two suns in the sunset Hmmmmmmmmm Could be the human race is run Like the moment when the brakes lock And you slide towards the big truck You stretch the frozen moments with your fear And you'll never here their voices And you'll never see their faces You have no recourse to the low anymore And as the windshield melts My tears evaporate Leaving only charcoal to defend Finally i understand The feelings of the few Ashes and diamonds Foe and friends We are all equal in the end P I N K F L O Y D The Best Of Pink Floyd 1974 CHAPTER 24 S.Barrett A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return The seven is the number of the young light If forms when darkness isn't creased by one Change returns success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset, sunrise The time is with the month of winter solstice When the change is due to come Thunder in the early course of heaven Things cannot be destroyed once and all for all MATILDA MOTHER S.Barrett There was a king who ruled the land His Majesty was in command With silver eyes the scarlet eagle Showered silver on the people Oh mother tell me more Why'd you have to leave me there Handing in my infant chair Waiting You only have to read the lines They're scribbled in black and everything shines Across the stream with wooden shoes Bells to tell the king the news A thousand misty riders climb up Higher once upon a time Wandering and dreaming The world had different meanings Yes they did For all the time spent in that view The doll's house darkness' old perfume And fairy- stories held me high On clouds of sunlight floating by Oh mother tell me more Tell me more THE SCARECROW S.Barrett The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows Stood with a bird on his hat and swore Everywhere he didn't care He stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move Except when the wind cut-a-pup and mice ran Around and ground He stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow was 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 ARNOLD LAYNE S.Barrett Arnold Layne had a strange hobby Collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see through, baby blue He got it Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same It takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know Why can't you see Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Now he's caught a nasty sort of person They gave him time, doors bang chaingand He hated Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Don't do it again CANDY AND A CURRENT BUN S.Barrett Oh my girl sitting in the sun Go buy candy and a current bun I like good to see you Lay flat Oh talk talk sweet Please just fuck with me, Pleas no feeling afraid It's true sun shining very bright It's you I'm gonna love tonight Icecream tasted good in the afternoon Icecream tasted good if you eat it soon 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 a lot like that you must known I'm very very very bad APPLES AND ORANGES S.Barrett Got a fliptop pack cigarettes in the pocket Feeling good at the top shopping at shops She's 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 store Apples and oranges Apples and oranges Cornering meekly she trips up sweetly To met the people She's on time again And then, I catch her by the eye Then stop and have to think What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very thin I love she She loves me See you, see you, see you Thought you might like to known I'm a lorrydriver man She's on the run Down by the riverside Feeding duck in the afternoon time IT WOULD BE SO NICE R.Wright It would be so nice to leave some time It would be so nice to leave some time It would be so nice to leave some time Everybody wakes and in the morning Hot tea can't stop yearning Pass the butter please Have you ever read the Daily Standard Reading all about the plane that's landed Upside down Everyone knows what I do today There can be no other way But I would just like to say Everybody cares about the weather But 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 do today There can be no other way But I would just like to say PAINT BOX R.Wright Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress and feeling rather empty I had another drink What a way to spend that evening You don't turn up with their friends Playing their game Here in the scene or it should be Far away Getting up first without remembering Where I've been 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 any way 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 JULIA DREAM R.Waters Sunlight bright upon my pillow Lighter than an eiderdown Wishing that the weeping-willow Winds its branches round Julia dream Dream that 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 Will the misty master break me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps catch me Am I really dying SEE EMILY PLAY S.Barrett Emily tries but misunderstands She's often inclined to borrow Somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll loose your mind and play Free games today See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries Gazing through trees in sorrow Hardly a sound till tomorrow Put on a gown that taches the ground Float on a river For ever and ever Emily, Emily P I N K F L O Y D A Saucerful Of Secrets 1968 LET THERE BE MORE LIGHT R.Waters Far far far away way People heard him say say I will find a way way There will a way way There will some a day day Something will be done Than at last the mighty ship Descending at a point of flame Made contact with the human race at no time Now now now is the time time Time to be be be aware Not as far the solar bear In human role revealed to him A living soul of heavenward forever Sunlight, something in my eye Something in the sky Waiting there for me The antelope grows hurling back The servicemen would like to sigh The memory went flowing rounds As Lucy in the sky Oh oh did you ever know No never ever will they ascend Summoning in his cosmic powers And flowing slightly form his toes Psychedelic nations fly REMEMBER A DAY R.Wright Remember a day before today A day when you where young Renew a play along with time Evening with a thyme Sing now a song that can't sung Without a morning's kiss Dream 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 fatal 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 Go away Remember remember SET THE CONTROLS FOR HEART OF THE SUN R.Waters Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble in the dawn Notices leaning on each other and yearning Under the leaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for heart of the sun On to the mountains watching the Watcher Breaking the darkness, breaking the grapevine The moment your flaw is run to your shadow Notice the shadow that reopens the vine Set the controls for heart of the sun Heart of the sun CORPORAL CLEGG R.Waters Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg He won it the war in nineteen forty four Corporal Clegg Had a medal too In orange and blue, he found it in the zoo Dear oh dear, oh are they really sad for me Dear oh dear, oh will they really laugh at me Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin Corporal Clegg receives his medal in a dream From Her Majesty the Queen, his boots were very clean Corporal Clegg, umbrella in the rain He's never been the same but no one is to blame A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS Instrumental R.Waters, R.Wright, N.Mason, D.Gilmour SEE-SAW R.Wright Fairy girls were very much in love But he doesn't mind Pickin' up his sister Makes his way to the sea-saw land All the way she smiled She goes up while he goes down Sits on a snake in the river Laughter in his sleeves Sister's throwing stones Hoping for a hit He doesn't know, so there She goes up while he goes down Another time, another day Her brother's plain to me Another time, another day day day She was selling plastic flowers On the sunday afternoon Pickin' up me, she has not got the time to care All can see, he's not there She grows up for another man and he's down JUGBAND BLUES S.Barrett It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here And I never knew the room could be so big And I never knew the room 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 wandering who could be writing this song I don't care if the sun don't shine I don't care if nothing is mine And I don't care 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 P I N K F L O Y D Soundtrack from film More 1969 CIRRUS MINOR R.Waters In a churchyard by a river Lasing in the haze of midday Laughing in the grasses and the graves Yellow bird you are not lonely In signing and in flying on In laughing and in leaving Willow weeping in the water Waving to the river daughters Swaying in the ripples and the wreaths On a trip to Cirrus Minor Saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later THE NILE SONG R.Waters I was standing by the Nile When I saw the lady smile I would take her out a while for a while Like tiers that like a child How her golden hear was blowing wild Then the spread her wings to fly for to fly Soaring high above the breezes Going always where the pleases She will make it tog island in the sun I will follow her in her shadow And I'll watch her from my window One day I will catch her She is calling from the deep Summoning my soul to endless sleep She is bound to drug me down CRYING SONG R.Waters We smile and smile Laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb Fruit falls softly in the pines We cry and cry Sadness passes in a while We roll and roll Help me roll away the stone UP THE KHIBER Instrumental R.Wright, N.Mason GREEN IS THE COLOUR R.Waters 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 a wave Hazy were the visions overplayed Sunlight in her eyes, but moonshine made her cry every time Green is the colour of her kind Quickness of the eye deceives the mind Envy in the bond between the hopeful and the damned 20 CYMBALINE R.Waters The path you tread is narrow and the trumpets sheer And very high The ravens all are watching from the vantage point nearby Apprehension creeping like a tube train up your spine Will the tight rope reach the end Will the final couplet rhyme And it's high time, Cymbaline Please wake me A butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side And raves all are closing in there's nowhere You can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling coloured photographs to magasines back home And it's high time, Cymbaline Please make me The lions converging where you stand, they must have moved The picture plain The leaves are heavy 'round your feet, You hear the trunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range And Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time, Cymbaline Please make me PARTY SEQUENCE Instrumental All MAIN THEME Instrumental All IBIZA BAR All I'm so afraid of the mistakes they I made Making every time that I lay I fell like an oddball with a cut-off mind So if you excuse me it's time When the count is rhymed And the story-line is fine I've been amazed since the first time I can't get a line too close Take me down, take me down From the cell of my mind And hear me slowly floating lonely Flowing down too slow MORE BLUES Instrumental All QUICKSILVER Instrumental All A SPANISH PIECE Instrumental D.Gilmour DRAMATIC THEME Instrumental All c1QBG P I N K F L O Y D5 A M o m e n t a r y L a p s e O f R e a s o n 1987H 4 S i n g s o f l i f e5 Instrumental 4 L e a r n i n g t o f l y5 Into the distance, a ribbon of black stretched to the point of no turning back a flight of fancy on a wind swept field standing alone my senses reeled a fatal attraction holding me fast, now can I escape this irresitable grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky tongue - tied & 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 grownded but determined to try can't keep my eyes from the - circling - kies tongue - tied & twisted just an earth - bound misfit, I Above the planet on awing and prayer, my grubby Halo, a vapour trail in the empty air Across the clouds I see my shadow to fly out of the corner of my watering eye a dream unthreatened by the morning light could blow this soul right throught the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this, supsended animation, a state of buss can't keep my mind from the circling sky tongue - tied & twisted just an earth - bound misfit, I 4 T h e d o g s o f w a r5 Dogs of war and men of hate with no cause we don't discriminate discovery is 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 webs 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 begin signed, sealed, they delived 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 they 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, 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 goys remain One world, it's a battleground One world, are we going smash it down? One world ... one world 4 O n e s l i p5 A restless eye across a weary room a Glazed look and I was on the road to run the music played and played as we whirled without end no hint, no world her honour to defend I will, I will she sigher to my request and then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test then drowned in desire, our souls on fire I led the way to the funeral pure and without a thought of the consequnce I gave in to my decadence One slip, and down the hole we fall it seems to take no time at all a momentary lapse of reason that binds a life for life a small regret, you won't forget there'll be no sleep in here tonight Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love? or was it the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just like a glove? the moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown the year crew late and neither one wanted to remain alone One slip, and down the hole we fall it seems to take no time at all a momentary lapse of reason that binds a life for life the one regret, you will never forget, there'll be no sleep in here tonight One slip... one slip... 4 O n t h e t u r n i n g a w a y5 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 other's suffering or you'll find that you're joinig in the turning away" His 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 sitting where the speechless unite in a silent accord Using words you will find are strange and mesmerised as they light ' the flame fell the new wind of chance on the wings of the night No more turning away from the weak and the weary no more turning away from the coldness inside It's not enough just to stand and stare is it only a dream that there'll be no more turning away? 4 Y e t a n o t h e r m o v i e5 One sound, one single sound one kiss, one single kiss a face outside the windows pane, however did it come to this? A man who rain: 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 touch 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 this 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 it's course the red rimmed eyes, the tears still run as he fades into the setting sun. 6a4 R o u n d a n d a r o u n d5 Instrumental 4 A n e w m a c h i n e ( P a r t 1 )5 I have always been here I have always looked out from behind these eyes it feels like more than a lifetime feels like more than a lifetime. Something I get tired of the waiting something I get tired of being in here is this the way it has always been? could it ever have been different? Do you ever get tired of the waiting? do you ever get tired of being in there? don't worry, nobody lives forever, nobody lives forever. 4 T e r m i n a l f r o s t5 Instrumental 4 A n e w m a c h i n e ( P a r t 2 )5 I will alway's be here I will alway's look out from behind these eyes it's only lifetime it's only lifetime it's only lifetime 4 S o r r o w5 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 & cudled with fright his knees have trembled & given way in the night his hand has weakend at the moment of truth his step has faltered One world, one soul time pass, the river roal And he talks to the river of lost love and deducation and silentreplies that swirl invitation flow dark and troubled to an only sea a grim intimation of mhat is to be There's an unceasing wind that blows throught this night and there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight and silence that speaks so much louder than words, of promises broken c1QBG> P I N K F L O Y D5 O b s c u r e d B y C l o u d s 1972H 4 O b s c u r e d B y C l o u d s5 Instrumental 4 W h e n Y o u ' r e I n5 Instrumental 4 B u r n i n g B r i d g e s 5 Bridges burning gladly, melting wish the shadow flickering between the lines stoles morsons floating softly on the air gone on wings of fire and climbing higher Ancient bulds are breaking, leaving all and changing sides dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other way magic vision, staring, kindled by the burning flames lies in her eyes The door stands ajar it was, it once washing beyond the guilted cage beyond the reach of time, the moment is at hand she breaks the golden band 4 T h e G o l d I t ' s I n T h e . . . .5 Come on, my friends, let's make for the hills they say there's gold and I'm looking for thrills you can get your hands on whatever me find 'cause I've only come along for the ride Well you go your way and 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 the mountains, across the sea who knows what may be waiting for me I could sail forever to strange sounding names faces of people and places don't change All a have to do is just close my eyes to see the seagulls wheeling in the far distant skies all I wanna tell you, all I wanna say is count me in on the journey, don't expect me to stay 4 W o t ' s . . . U h T h e D e a l5 Heaven sent the promised land looks alright from where I stand 'cause I'm the man on the outside looking in waiting on the first step show me where the key kept point me down the right line 'cause it's time To let me in from the cold, turn my lead into gold 'cause there's a chill wild blowing in my soul and I think I'm growing old Flash ... the red is ... wot's ... uh deal got to make it to next meal try to keep up with the turning of the wheel mile after mile, stone after stone you turn to speak but you're your own Fly kite by candle light with her by my side with she prefers we never stir again someone sent the promised land well 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, where you've been 'cause there's no wind left in my soul and I've grown old 4 M u d m e n5 Instrumental 4 C h i l d h o o d ' s E n d5 You shout in your sleep that's the price, it's just too sleep is you conscience at rest it was put to the test you awake with a start just the beating of your heart just one man beneath the sky just two ears, just two eyes You said, sail across the sea long past thought and memories childhood's end: your fantasies merging harsh realities and then as the sail is hoist you'll find four eyes are growing moist and all the fears never voiced say you have to make the final choice Who are you and who am I to say know the reason why some are born, some men die beneath one infinite sky there'll be war and there'll be peace but anything one day will cease all the iron turn to rust all the proud men turn to dust so all things time will mend so this song will end 4 F r e e F o u r 5 One two three four The memories of a men in his old age are the deeds of a man in his prime you shiffle in the gloom of the sick room and talk to yourself as 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 but mind how you go, and I can tell you 'cause I know you may find it hard to get off But you are the angel of death and I am the dead man's son he was buried like a mole in a fox-hole and everyone's still on the run And who is the master of foxhounds and who says the hunt is begin and who calls the tune in the court-room and who beats the funeral drum 4 S t a y5 Stay and help me to end the day and if you don't mind, we'll break a bottle of wine stick around and maybe we'll get one down 'cause I want to 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 light my brain, don't try to remember your name to find the words to tell you good-bye morning dews, newborn day midnight blue turned to grey midnight blue burning gold a yellow moon is growing cold 4 A b s o l u t e l y C u r t a i n s 5 Instrumental 4 S p e a k T o M e5 P I N K F L O Y D Atom Heart Mother 1970 IF R.Waters If I were the swan, I'd be gone If I were the train, I'd be late (again) 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 the rule I would bend If I were a good man I'd understand the spaces between friends If I were alone I would cry And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry And if I insane Will you still let me join in with the game SUMMER '68 R.Wright Would you like to say something before you leave Perhaps You'd care to state exactly how you feel We say goodbye before we've said hello I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud From your bed I came today and lost a bloody year And I would to know, how do you feel How do you feel Not a single word we've said, the lights stay without fears Occasionally you showed a smile but what was the need I felt the cold far too soon in the world of ninety five My friends they're in the sun, I wish that I was there Tomorrow brings another town, another girl like you Have you time before you leave to meet another man Just to let me know, how do you feel how do you feel Goodbye to you Shall it bring girls due I had a love for one day FAT OLD SUN D.Gilmour When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer-evening birds are calling Summer sun do you travel yet The sound of music in my ears Distant bells, new grown grass smells so sweet By the river holding hands You're old enough and lay me down And if you see, don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hears 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 And then the sunlight disappears ALAN'S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST RAISE AND SHINE; SUNNY SIDE; MORNING GLORY All Pink Floyd 'Meddle' 4 O n e O f T h e s e D a y s5 One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces 4 A P i l l o w O f W i n d s5 The cloud of eiderdown draws around me softening the sound Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side And she's breathing low, and the candle dies When night comes down you lock the door The book falls to the floor As darkness falls and waves roll by The seasons changed, the wind is warm Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan Behold the dream, the dream is gone Green fields, a cold rain Is fallen in a golden glow And deep beneath the ground the early morning sounds And I go down Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side And she's breathing low and I rise like a bird In the haze when the first rays touch the sky And the nights winds die And she's breathing low, and the candle dies 4 F e a r l e s s5 You say hill's too steep to climb,try it you say you'd like to see me try,slime 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 tree-line and the clouds I look down, hearing the sounds of the things you've said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling merciless the magistrate turns round, frowning and who's the fool who wears the crown go down in your own way and every day is the right day and as you rise above the fear-lines in his crown you look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd You never walk alone, you never walk alone walk on, walk on with hope in your heart You never walk alone, you never walk alone 4 S a n T r o p e s 5 As I reach for a peach, slide a ride down behind a chauffeur in San Tropes 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 feel from my love keeping my dreams and I still hear her calling if you're alone, I'll come home Backward and homebound, a pigeon, a done gone with the wind, the rain on an airplane owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far-fling thoughts together speeding away on the wild to a new day if you're alone, I'll come home And I pause for a while by a country style and listen to the things they say digging the gold in a hole in my hand hoping the good, take a look at the way things end and you're leading me down to a place by the sea I hear your soft voice calling to me making a date for Rita Pavone 4 S e a m u s5 I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog, was outside well I was in the kitchen Seamus, my own hound, was outside well you known the sun was sinking slowly and my own hound -dog sat right and cried 4 E c h o e s5 Overhead the albatross hands motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves the echo of a distant time comes billowing across the sand and everything is green, the sun beneath and no one showed us to the land and no one known the where's or the why's but something stares and something tries and starts to climb towards the land Strangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes 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 up to the dawn and no one forces down our eyes and no one speaks and no one sun no one flies around the sun Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes inviting and insighting to rise and through the window in the wall come streaming 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 crawl to you across the sky P I N K F L O Y D Relics 1971 ARNOLD LAYNE S.Barrett Arnold Layne had a strange hobby Collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see through, baby blue He got it Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same It takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know Why can't you see Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Now he's caught a nasty sort of person They gave him time, doors bang chaingand He hated Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Arnold Layne Don't do it again SEE EMILY PLAY S.Barrett Emily tries but misunderstands She's often inclined to borrow Somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll loose your mind and play Free games today See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries Gazing through trees in sorrow Hardly a sound till tomorrow Put on a gown that touches the ground Float on a river For ever and ever Emily, Emily REMEMBER A DAY R.Wright Remember a day before today A day when you where young Renew a play along with time Evening with a thyme Sing now a song that can't sung Without a morning's kiss Dream 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 fatal 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 Go away Remember remember PAINT BOX R.Wright Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress and feeling rather empty I had another drink What a way to spend that evening You don't turn up with their friends Playing their game Here in the scene or it should be Far away Getting up first without remembering Where I've been 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 any way 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 JULIA DREAM R.Waters Sunlight bright upon my pillow Lighter than an eiderdown Wishing that the weeping-willow Winds its branches round Julia dream Dream that 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 Will the misty master break me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps catch me Am I really dying CIRCUS MINOR R.Waters In a churchyard by a river Lasing in the haze of midday Laughing in the grasses and the graves Yellow bird you are not lonely In signing and in flying on In laughing and in leaving Willow weeping in the water Waving to the river daughters Swaying in the ripples and the wreaths On a trip to Cirrus Minor Saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later THE NILE SONG R.Waters I was standing by the Nile When I saw the lady smile I would take her out a while for a while Like tiers that like a child How her golden hear was blowing wild Then the spread her wings to fly for to fly Soaring high above the breezes Going always where the pleases She will make it tog island in the sun I will follow her in her shadow And I'll watch her from my window One day I will catch her She is calling from the deep Summoning my soul to endless sleep She is bound to drug me down BIDING MY TIME R.Waters Wasting my time, resting my mind And I'll never pine for the sad days and the bad days When we was working from nine to five And if you don't mind I'll spend my time here by the fireside In the warm light of the love in her eyes BIKE S.Barrett I've got a bike, you can ride 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, everything If you want thing I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke There's a tear up the fornt, it's red and black I've had it for months If you think it could look good Then I guess it should 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 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 I know a room of musical tune Some wine, some gin, most of them are clockwork Let's go into the other room and make them work P I N K F L O Y D Ummagumma 1969 ASTRONOMY DOMINE S.Barrett Lime and limpid green the second scene The fights between the blue you once knew Floating down the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten Winding signs flap Flicker flicker flicker flame pow pow Stairways scared and death rules there Blindman limpid green the sound Surrounds the 'ioy' waters on the Lime and limpid green the sound Surrounds the ioy waters underground SET THE CONTROLS FOR HEART OF THE SUN R.Waters Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble in the dawn Notices leaning on each other and yearning Under the leaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for heart of the sun On to the mountains watching the Watcher Breaking the darkness, breaking the grapevine The moment your flaw is run to your shadow Notice the shadow that reopens the vine Set the controls for heart of the sun Heart of the sun GRANCHERTER MEADOWS R.Wright Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain In the sky a bird was heard to cry Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds Be like a deathly silence that lay all around Hear the knock and hearten To the barking of the dog fox Done to ground See the splashing of the kingfisher Flashing through the water And the river of green is sleeding unseen beneath the trees Laughin as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down All around me golden sunflakes settle on the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into the city room In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down All around me golden sunflakes covering the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into the city room THE NARROW WAY D.Gilmour Flowing in the path As it leads toward the darkness in the north Weary strangers's faces show their sympathy They've seen that home before If you wanna stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you can find his private room And you can't delay Hear the nightbirds calling him To care and catch the words to say Close by in the nightmare of your brain Misty swelling creatures crawling Hear the roar get louder in your ears You know the volume as you're on the force Behind can't conquer all your fears All your birds aren't really listening Tell them there is life with every morning Perhaps today you can when you answer me It's clear, it's all nights warning Pink Floyd c 1967 The Piper At The Gates Of Down 1. Astronomy Domine 2. Lucifer Sam 3. Matilda mother 4. Flaming 5. Power toc h 6. Take up thy stethoscope and walk 7. Interstellar overdrive 8. The gnome 9. Chapter 24 10. The scarecrow 11. Bike 1. Astronomy Domine Lime and limpid green the second scene The fights between the blue you once knew Floating down the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten Winding signs flap Flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow Stairways scare and death rules there Blindman limpid green the sound Surrounds the icy waters on the Lime and limpid green the sound Surrounds the icy waters underground 2. Lucifer Sam Lucifer Sam saw your cat Always sitting by your side Always by your side That cat's something I can't explain Jennifer Gentle you're the witch You're the left side, he's the right side Oh no That cat's something I can't explain Wouldn't say we're going to see Me a hip cat, me a ship's cat Somewhere, anywhere That cat's something I can't explain The night is crawling, shifting sand Hiding around on the ground He'll be bound when you're around That cat's something I can't explain 3. Matilda mother There was a king who ruled the land His Majesty was in command With silver eyes the scarlet eagle Showered silver on the people Oh mother tell me more Why'd you have to leave me there Hanging in my infant chair Waiting You only have to read the lines They're scribbled in black and everything shines Across the stream with wooden shoes Bells to tell the king the news A thousand misty riders climb up Higher once upon a time Wandering and dreaming The words had different meanings Yes they did For all the time spent in that view In doll's house darkness' old perfume And fairy-stories held me high On clouds of sunlight floating by Oh mother tell me more Tell me more 4. Flaming Alone in the clouds all blue Lying on an eiderdown Yippie, you can't see me But I can you Lazing in the foggy dew Sitting on a unicorn No fear, you can't hear me But I can you Watching buttercups cuff the light Sleeping on a dandelion Too much, I won't touch you But then I might Screaming through the scarlet sky Travelling by telephone Hey, ho here we go Ever so high. 6. Take up thy stethoscope and walk I'm in bed, aching head Gold is red, choke I'm red I'm the bread, gold is red Jesus bled, pain is red Dark room Oh no Breeze is slow, you are slow Chill grow Feeling seems to melt the brain Seems to cause a painful brain Doctor kindly tell your wife That I'm alive Flowers thrive Realize, realize Realize 8. The gnome I want to tell you a story About a little man If I can A gnome named Crimble Cromble 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 hurray Another way for the gnomes to say hurray 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. 9. Chapter 24 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 The time is with the month of winter solstice When the change is due to come Thunder in the early course of heaven Things cannot be destroyed once and all for all. 10. The scarecrow The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows Stood with a bird on his hat and swore Everywhere he didn't care He stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move Except when the wind cut up and mice ran Around on the ground He stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow was 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 11. Bike I've got a bike, you can ride 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, everything If you want a thing 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 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 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 I know a room of musical tunes Some wine, some gin, most of them are clock work Let's go into the other room and make them work Pink Floyd c 1967 Pink Floyd c 1968 A Saucerful Of Secrets 1. Let there be more light 2. Remember a day 3. Set the controls for the heart of the sun 4. Corporal Clegg 5. A saucerful of secrets 6. See-saw 7. Jugband blues |