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• A new machine (part 2) - Pink Floyd
• A new machine (part 1) - Pink Floyd
• Shine on you crazy diamond (part 2) - Pink Floyd
• Shine on you crazy diamond (part 1) - Pink Floyd
• Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1 5) - Pink Floyd
• QUICKSILVER - Pink Floyd
• The Wall Part 2 - Pink Floyd
• Empty Spaces - Pink Floyd
• Us & Them - Pink Floyd
• When You're In - Pink Floyd
• The happiest days of our lives - Pink Floyd
• Wots... Uh The Deal - Pink Floyd
• Wot's...uh deal - Pink Floyd
• Up the Khyber - Pink Floyd
• Vera - Pink Floyd
• The Nile Song - Pink Floyd
• The Hero's Return, Pt. 2 - Pink Floyd
• The Grand Vizier's Garden Party: Part One (Entrance) - Pink Floyd
• The Grand Vizier's Garden Party: Part Two (Entertainment) - Pink Floyd
• The Grand Vizier's Garden Party: Part Three (Exit) - Pink Floyd
• Sysyphus - Pink Floyd
• Speak to Me - Pink Floyd
• Take Up Thy Stethoscope And Walk - Pink Floyd
• Take up the Stethoscope and walk - Pink Floyd
• Round And Round - Pink Floyd
• Seamus - Pink Floyd
• Several Species of Small Furry Animals ... - Pink Floyd
• One of These Days - Pink Floyd
• One of the few - Pink Floyd
• Party Sequence - Pink Floyd
• Paintbox - Pink Floyd
• One of thes days - Pink Floyd
• Mudmen - Pink Floyd
• More Blues - Pink Floyd
• On The Run - Pink Floyd
• Marooned - Pink Floyd
• Let There Be More Light - Pink Floyd
• Main Theme - Pink Floyd
• Is there anybody out there? - Pink Floyd
• Interstellar Overdrive - Pink Floyd
• Ibiza Bar - Pink Floyd
• In the Flesh (II) - Pink Floyd
• If - Pink Floyd
• Flaming - Pink Floyd
• Get your filthy hands off my desert - Pink Floyd
• Goodbye Cruel World - Pink Floyd
• Another brick in the wall (part 1) - Pink Floyd
• Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast - Pink Floyd
• Absolutely Curtains - Pink Floyd
• Pigs (3 different ones ) - Pink Floyd

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

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

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!

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened 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!

Remember when you were young
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter
Come on you stranger you legend you martyr and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

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One of these daysI'm going to cut you into little pieces

What shall we use
To fill the empty spaces
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?

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
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of a tea and a slice
The old man died

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[Spoken: You, yes you, stand still lady!]
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children any way they could
By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
And exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids
But in the town it was well known
When they got home at night, their fat and
Psychopathic wives would thrash them

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

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

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Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you
Does anybody else in here

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

Jesus Christ, I might as well be dead
If I can't see how dangerous it must feel to be
Training human cogs for the machine
Without some shell-shocked lunatic like me
Bombarding their still soft shores
With sticks and stones that were lying around
In the pile of unspeakable feelings I'd found
When I turned back the stone
Turned over the stone
Of my own disappointment back home

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"I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been
over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..."
"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even

Doctor doctor!
I'm in bed
Achin' head
Gold is lead
Choke on bread
Underfed
Gold is lead
Jesus bled
Pain is red
Are goon
Grow go
Greasy spoon
You swoon
June bloom
Music seems to help the pain
Seems to cultivate the brain.
Doctor kindly tell your wife that
I'm alive - flowers thrive - realize - realize
Realize.

Doctor doctor!
I'm in bed
Achin' head
Gold is lead
Choke on bread
Underfed
Gold is lead
Jesus bled
Pain is red
Are goon
Grow go
Greasy spoon
You swoon
June bloom
Music seems to help the pain
Seems to cultivate the brain.
Doctor kindly tell your wife that
I'm alive - flowers thrive - realize - realize
Realize.

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I was in the kitchen
Seamus, that's the dog, was outside
Well, I was in the kitchen
Seamus, my old hound, was outside
Well, the sun sinks slowly

Aye an’ a bit of mackeral settler rack and ruin
Ran it doon by the haim, ’ma place
Well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
And I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then craig marion,
Get out wi’ ye claymore out mi pocket a’ ran doon, doon the middin stain
Picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive
Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. well I snatched fer the blade o my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! a roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
But as dead, dead as ’a can be by his feet; de ya ken?
...and the wind cried back.
[in english] thank you.

One of these daysI'm going to cut you into little pieces

when you're one of the few to land on your feet
what do you do to make ends meet?
teach
make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two
make them me, make them you, make them do what you want them to
make them laugh, make them cry, make them lie down and die

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

One of these days
I'm going to cut you into little pieces

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Fuck all that we've got to get on with theseGotta compete with the wily Japanese.There's too many home fires burningAnd not enough trees.So fuck all thatWe've go to get on with these.
Can't stopLose jobMind goneSiliconWhat bombGet awayPay dayMake hayBreak downNeed fixBig sixClickity clickHold onOh noBrrrrrrrrrring 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 JohnWe've got to get on with the film show.Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow.Who cares what it's aboutAs long as the kids go?Not now JohnGot to get on with the show.
Hang on John we've got to get on with this.I don't know what it isBut it fits on here like.....Come at the end of the shiftWe'll go and get pissed.But now now JohnI've got to get on with this.
Hold on JohnI think there's something good on.I used to read books but.....It could be the newsOr some other abuseOr it could be reusable shows.
Fuck all that we've got to get on with theseGot 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 BearMaybe the Swedes.We showed ArgentinaNow let's go and show these.Make us feel toughAnd wouldn't Maggie be pleased?Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!
"s'cusi dove il bar(What?)se para collo pou eine toe bars'il vous plait ou est le bar(...say it in English!...)oi, where's the fucking bar John?(Oh, now you're talking!)"Oh! Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the dayDown!Go, Maggie!Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, now!

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Far, far, far, far away, way
People heard him say, say
I will find a way, way
There will come a day, day
Something will be done
Then at last the mighty ship descending on a point of flame
Made contact with the human race at Mildenhall
Now, now, now is the time, time, time
To be, be, be aware
Carter's father saw it there
And knew the Rhull revealed to him
The living soul of Hereward the Wake
Oh my, something in my eye, eye
Something in the sky, sky
Waiting there for me
The outer lock rolled slowly back
The servicemen were heard to sigh
For there revealed in glowing robes was Lucy in the sky
Oh, oh, did you ever
No, no, never ever will they
I'll can't say
Summoning his cosmic power
And glowing slightly from his toes

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

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I'm so afraid of mistakes that I made
Taking every time that I wake
I feel like a cardboard cut-out man
So give me a time when the characters rhyme
and the storyline is kind
Are days made since the first page
I've lived every line that you wrote
Take me down
Take me down
From the shelf above your head
So give me a time when the characters rhyme and the storyline is kind
And if I live on the shelf like the rest
And if love bleeds like a sad song
Please pick-up your camera and use me again
So give me a time when the characters rhyme
and the storyline is kind

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

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man, I'd talk with you more often than I do.
If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane, please don't put your wires in my brain.
If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a book, I would bend.
If I were a good man, I'd understand the spaces between friends.
If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane, will you still let me join in with the game?
If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.

Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown
Yippee
You can't see me
But I can you
Lazing in the foggy dew
Sitting on a unicorn
No fair, you can't hear me
But I can you
Watching buttercups cup the light
Sleeping on a dandelion
Too much, I won't touch you
But then I might
Screaming through the starlit sky
Travelling by telephone
Hey ho, here we go
Ever so high
Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown
Yippee
You can't see me

brezhnev took afghanistan
begin took beirut
galtieri took the union jack
and maggie over lunch one day
took a cruiser with all hands

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

Daddy's gone across the ocean,
Leaving just a memory,
A snapshot in the family album.
Daddy, what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall.

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Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
And when your hand is on your heart,
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost a joker,
With your head down in the pig bin,
Saying "Keep on digging."
Pig stain on your fat chin.
What do you hope to find.
When you're down in the pig mine.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.
Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost worth a quick grin.
You like the feel of steel,
You're hot stuff with a hatpin,
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.