All the Lyrics

The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn

(1967)

The Piper at the Gates of Dawn is Pink Floyd's debut album, and the only one made under Syd Barrett's leadership. The album has whimsical lyrics about scarecrows, gnomes, bicycles and fairytales, along with psychedelic instrumental passages. The album was recorded at Abbey Road Studios. 

The LP was released on August 5, 1967 and reached #6 on the UK charts and #131 on the US charts. The CD was first released in 1987, and re-released with a digitally re-mastered CD in 1994.

The album's title comes from the seventh chapter of Kenneth Grahame's The Wind in the Willows, where Ratty and Molly, while searching for a lost animal, get a religious experience. ("This is the place of my song-dream, the place the music played to me," whispered the Rat, as if in a trance. "here, in this holy place, here if anywhere, surely we shall find Him!").

Personnel

• Syd Barrett - Lead Guitar & Vocals 

• Roger Waters - Bass Guitar & Vocals 

• Richard Wright - Organ & Piano 

• Nick Mason - Drums

• Norman Smith - producer

Astronomy Domine

Lime and limpid green the second scene

the fights between the bleu 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 scared 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 you 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

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

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

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 the 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 wine

He wore a scarlet tunic

a blue-green hood

it looked quite good

he had a big adventure

admidst the grass

fresh air at last

winding 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 isn't creased by one

Change returns succes

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 gome

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 barly grows

His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move

exept when the wind cut-a-pup 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 resined 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 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 gould 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

A Saucerful Of Secrets

(1968)

A Saucerful of Secrets is the second rock album by Pink Floyd. It was recorded at EMI Studios, Abbey Road, from January to April 1968. The album was released later that year in the USA on July 27 and two days later on July 29 in the UK. Due to Syd Barrett's declining mental state, this would be the last Pink Floyd album that he would work on. 

Personnel

• Syd Barrett - Lead Guitar and Vocals 

• Roger Waters - Bass Guitar and Vocals 

• Richard Wright - Organ and Piano 

• Nick Mason - Drums 

• David Gilmour - Lead Guitar and Vocals

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 antilope grows hurling back

the servicemen would like to sigh

the memory wentflowing 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 wich 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 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 received 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

See saw

Fairy 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 gare

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 there

and I'm most obliged to you for making it clear

that I'm not there

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

More 

(1969)

The Sound Track from the Film More is Pink Floyd's first sound track.

Personnel

• David Gilmour - Guitar & Vocals 

• Roger Waters - Bass Guitar & Vocals 

• Nick Mason - Percussion 

• Richard Wright – Keyboards

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 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 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

Grying 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 passes 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 trough 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, your 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 odball 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 slowely 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

Ummagumma

(1969)

Ummagumma is a double rock album by Pink Floyd.

It was a double album. One disc was recorded live at Mothers Club, Birmingham, on April 27, 1969 and the following week at Manchester College of Commerce, on May 2; the other included four solo segments, one by each of the band, recorded in the studio. 

The album was released in the UK on October 25, 1969 and then in the USA on November 10. The album would reach #5 on the UK album charts and #74 on the US album charts, marking the first time the band reached the top 100 in the US. 

In 1987, the album was re-released on a two CD set. A digitally re-mastered two CD set was released in 1994. 

Personnel

• David Gilmour - Guitar and Vocals 

• Roger Waters - Bass Guitar and Vocals 

• Nick Mason - Percussion 

• Richard Wright - Keyboards 

• Mrs Mason (Nick's wife) - Flute (uncredited)

Astronomy Domine

Lime and limpid green the second scene

the fights between the bleu 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 scared 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

Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Little by little the night turns around

counting the leaves wich 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

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 the ground

see the splashing of the kingfisher

flashing trough the water

and the river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

laughing as it passes trough 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

Atom Heart Mother 

(1970)

Atom Heart Mother is a 1970 progressive rock album by British band Pink Floyd.

The lengthier two tracks are a progression from Pink Floyd's earlier instrumental pieces such as "A Saucerful of Secrets"; the first is split into six parts and features a full orchestra and the second is an instrumental in three parts with sound effects and speech between each part. 

Atom Heart Mother has a running time of 52 minutes spread over five tracks.

Personnel

David Gilmour – guitars, bass guitar, drums, lead vocals on "Fat Old Sun", backing vocals on "Summer '68"

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, tape editing, tape collage, additional engineering on "Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast"

Roger Waters – bass guitar, acoustic guitar on "If", tape effects, tape collage, vocals on "If"

Richard Wright – Hammond organ, piano, Mellotron, Farfisa Compact Duo organ, orchestration, vocals on "Summer '68"

Atom Heart Mother

"Here is a loud announcement

Silence in the studio!"

(Instrumental) 

If

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 rule

I would bend

If I were a good man

I'd understand the spaces between friends

If I were alone

I would cry

And if I were with you

I'd be home and dry

And if I go insane

Will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan

I'd be gone

If I were a train

I'd be late again

If I were a good man

I'd talk with you more often than I do

Summer '68

Would you like to say something before you leave?

Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel

We said goodbye before we 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 gained a day and lost a bloody year

And I would like to know

How do you feel?

How do you feel?

Not a single word we said

Delights still without fears

Occasinally you showed a smile

But what was the need

I felt the cold far too soon

The wind of '95

My friends are lying in the sun

I wish that I was there

Tomorrow brings another town

Another girl like you

Have you time before you leave to greet another man?

Just you let me know

How do you feel?

How do you feel?

Goodbye to you

Charlotte Kringles too

I've had enough for one day

Fat old sun

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling

Summer evenin' birds are calling

Summer's thunder time of year

The sound of music in my ears

Distant bells

New mown grass smells so sweet

By the river holding hands

Roll me up and lay me down

And if you 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 evenin' birds are calling

Children's laughter in my ears

The last sunlight disappears

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...(fades out)

Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast

 (Instrumental) 

Relics

(1971)

Relics is a compilation album released by Pink Floyd in 1971.

It includes the two Syd Barrett era hit singles, not previously available on a Pink Floyd album, plus a previoulsy- unreleased, studio recording of a Roger Waters composition, "Biding my Time", which had otherwise only been heard by live audiences.

Personnel

Pink Floyd

Syd Barrett – lead and rhythm guitar on "Arnold Layne", "See Emily Play", "Interstellar Overdrive" and "Bike", lead vocals on "Arnold Layne", "See Emily Play" and "Bike"

David Gilmour – lead and rhythm guitar on all tracks except "Arnold Layne", "See Emily Play", "Interstellar Overdrive" and "Bike"; backing vocals; lead vocals on "Julia Dream", "Cirrus Minor" and "The Nile Song"

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, original cover design

Roger Waters – bass guitar, lead vocals on "Biding My Time", backing vocals

Richard Wright – organ, piano, lead vocals on "Remember a Day" and "Paintbox", backing vocals, trombone

Additional personnel

James Guthrie – remastering supervision

Norman Smith – drums and backing vocals on "Remember a Day"

Doug Sax – remastering

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

See Emily play

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh 

She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play 

Free games for may 

See Emily play 

Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh 

Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play 

Free games for may 

See Emily play 

Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh 

Float on a river forever and ever, Emily BR>

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play 

Free games for may 

See Emily play 

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

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

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 trough 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

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 scarly 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

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 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 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

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

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 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 gould 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

Meddle

(1971)

Meddle is a 1971 album by British progressive rock band Pink Floyd. It was recorded on various occasions between January and August 1971, released in the US on October 30, 1971 and in the UK in November 1971.

Personnel

Roger Waters – bass guitar, backing vocals and rhythm guitar on "Fearless", lead vocals and guitars on "San Tropez"

David Gilmour – lead guitar, bass guitar on "One of These Days", lead vocals on "A Pillow of Winds", "Fearless", "Seamus" and "Echoes", harmonica on "Seamus"

Richard Wright – piano, keyboards, synthesizer, vocals on "Echoes"

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, vocal phrase on "One of These Days"

Seamus the Dog – vocals on "Seamus"

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 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 falling in a golden dawn

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 winds die

Fearless

You say the hill's to steep to climb, climbing

you say you'ld like to see me try, climbing

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 growd

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 line down behind, a sofa in San Tropez

breaking a stick with a brick on the sand

riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan

sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness

scratched by the sand that fell from 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 a airplane

owning a home with no silver spoon

I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon

sooner than wiat for a break in the weather

I'll gather my far-glung 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

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 willowing across the sand

And everything is green and submarine

And no-one showed us to the land

And no-one knows the where or whys

But something stirs and something tries

And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street

By chance two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can

And no-one calls us to move on

And no-one forces down our eyes

And no-one speaks and no-one tries

And no-one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes

Inviting and inciting 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

And so I throw the windows wide

And call to you across the sky

Obscured By Clouds

 (1972)

Obscured By Clouds is a rock album by Pink Floyd. The LP was released in the UK on June 3, 1972 and then in the US on June 15. The album reached #5 on the UK album charts and #46 on the US album charts.

In 1986, the album was released on CD. A digitally re-mastered CD was released in 1997.

Personnel 

David Gilmour – guitars, vocals, VCS3

Roger Waters – bass guitar, vocals, VCS3

Richard Wright – keyboards, vocals, VCS3

Nick Mason – drums, percussion

Hipgnosis – cover

Burning bridges

Bridges burning glady, 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 ajar

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 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 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 distants 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 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 your 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 stirr 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 change 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 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

surprised 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

The Dark Side Of The Moon

(1973)

Released in 1973 (see 1973 in music), (The) Dark Side Of The Moon (DSOTM; the definitive article is used on some versions, but not others) is a 45-minute Pink Floyd concept album dealing with the pressures of life such as money, time, mental illness and war. It is the 11th best-selling album ever (worldwide). The album has nine tracks.

  Personnel

David Gilmour – vocals, guitar, VCS 3 synthesiser

Roger Waters – bass guitar, vocals, VCS 3 synthesiser, tape effects

Richard Wright – keyboards, vocals, VCS 3 synthesiser

Nick Mason – percussion, tape effects

Pink Floyd – producers

Breathe

Breathe, breathe in the air

don't be afraid to care

leave but don't leave me

look around, choose your own ground

for long you live and high you fly

and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

and all your touch and all you see

is all your life will ever be

Run rabbit run

dig that hole, forget the sun

and when at last the work is down

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 offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long

And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to nought

Or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way

The time is gone

The song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells

Breathe reprise

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

when I come home cold and tired

it's good to warm my bones beside the fire

far away across the field

the tolling of the iron bell

calls the faithful to their knees

to hear the softly spoken magic spells

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 football team

Money, get back

I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack

money, it's a hit

don't give me that do goody good bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairlybut 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

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 the 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 rearrange 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 and all that you see

all that you taste, all you feel

and all that you love and all that you hate

all you distrust, all you save

and all thatyou give and all that you deal

and all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal

and all you create and all you destroy

and all that you do and all that you say

and all that you eat and everyone you meet

and all that you slight and everyone you fight

and all that is now and all that is gone

and all that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune

but the sun is eclipsed by the moon

Wish You Were Here

(1975)

Wish You Were Here is a prog rock album by Pink Floyd, released on September 15, 1975 (see 1975 in music). The album is a homage to former bandmember Syd Barrett, whose mental ill health had made it impossible for him to continue as a useful member; this makes the album more melancholic than most of their previous records, though there are notes of optimism and joy throughout. The title track Wish You Were Here is said to be as much about the thoughts they have that they are falling apart as a band, as a tribute to Syd. The suite "Shine on You Crazy Diamond" is divided into nine parts and begins and closes the album (parts one through five open it, parts six through nine are the final track).

Wish You Were Here peaked at #31 on Billboard's USA Pop Albums chart.

Personnel

David Gilmour – vocals, guitars, lap steel guitar, EMS Synthi AKS, additional bass guitar, additional keyboards, tape effects

Roger Waters – vocals, bass guitar, additional guitar, VCS3, tape effects.

Richard Wright – keyboards, VCS3, background vocals

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, tape effects

Roy Harper – vocals on "Have a Cigar"

Dick Parry – saxophone on "Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Michael Bufando – additional saxophone on "Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Venetta Fields – background vocals on "Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Carlena Williams – background vocals on "Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Stéphane Grappelli – violin on "Wish You Were Here" (barely audible in the final mix)

Brian Humphries – engineer

Peter Christopherson – design assistant (see hipgnosis)

Peter James – engineer, assistant engineer

Hipgnosis – design, photography

Storm Thorgerson – re-design

Phil Taylor – additional photography (remaster)

Jill Furmanovsky – additional photography (remaster)

George Hardie – illustrations

Richard Manning – design assistant

Howard Bartrop – design assistant

Jeff Smith – design assistant

James Guthrie – remastering producer

Doug Sax – remastering

Gerald Scarfe – music video (for "Welcome to the Machine")

Shine on you crazy diamond (part 1)

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!

Welcome to the machine

Welcome, my son, welcome to the machine.

Where have you been? It's alright, we know where you've been.

You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,

provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.

You bought a guitar to punish your ma,

and you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool,

so welcome to the machine.

Welcome, my son, welcome to the machine.

What did you dream? It's alright, we told you what to dream.

You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar,

he always ate in the Steak Bar, he loved to drive in his Jaguar.

So welcome to the machine.

Have a cigar

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You're gonna go far,

fly high, you're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you try;

they're gonna love you.

Well I've always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely.

The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think.

Oh by the way, which one's Pink?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,

we call it Riding the Gravy Train.

We're just knocked out, we heard about the sell out.

You gotta get an album out, you owe it to the people.

We're so happy we can hardly count.

Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart?

It's a helluva start, it could be made into a monster

if we all pull together as a team.

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,

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 trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

Shine on you crazy diamond (part 2)

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!

Animals 

(1977)

Animals is a Pink Floyd album, recorded at the band's own Britannia Row Studios in London and released in 1977. It is a concept album, loosely reminiscent of George Orwell's famous book Animal Farm.

Personnel

Roger Waters – vocals, bass, acoustic guitar, rhythm guitar, vocoder, tape effects, sleeve design

David Gilmour – guitars, bass, vocals, talkbox, synthesizer

Richard Wright – Hammond organ, Fender Rhodes piano, Yamaha piano, ARP synthesizer, backing vocals

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, tape effects, sleeve graphics

Additional personnel 

Snowy White – lead guitar on "Pigs on the Wing" (8-track cartridge version only)

Pigs on the wing (part 1)

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 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 thy 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 a 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 fotted 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 (3 different ones)

Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.

You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.

And when your hand is on your heart,

you're nearly a good laugh, almost a joker,

with your head down in the pig bin,

saying, " Keep on digging", pig stain on your fat chin.

What do you hope to find, when you're down in the pig mine?

You're nearly a laugh, you're nearly a laugh,

but you're really a cry.

Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.

You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are.

You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.

You're nearly a good laugh, almost worth a quick grin.

You like the feel of steel, you're hot stuff with a hat pin,

and good fun with a hand gun.

You're nearly a laugh, you're nearly a laugh,

but you're really a cry.

Hey you, Whitehouse, ha ha charade you are.

You house proud town mouse, ha ha charade you are.

You're trying to keep our feelings off the street,

you're nearly a real treat, all tight lips and cold feet,

and do you feel abused?

You gotta stem the evil tide,

and keep it all on the inside.

Mary, you're nearly a treat, Mary, you're nearly a treat,

but you're really a cry.

Sheep

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away,

only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

You better watch out, there may be dogs about.

I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the dangers not real.

Meek and obedient you follow the leader

down well trodden corridors, into the valley of steel.

What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes.

Now things are really what they seem. No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want He makes me down to lie.

Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.

With bright knives He releaseth my soul.

He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.

He converteth me to lamb cutlets.

For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.

When cometh the day we lowly ones,

trough 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 sream.

Wave upon wave of demented avengers

march cheerfully out of obscurity unto 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 2)

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.

The Wall

(1979)

The Wall (1979) is a rock-and-roll concept album produced by Pink Floyd. Hailed by critics and fans as one of Pink Floyd's best albums (along with Dark Side of the Moon and Wish You Were Here), the album is known as a rock and roll classic, and its morbid, depressing anthems have inspired many contemporary rock musicians. Roger Waters was inspired to create the album during a concert tour for Animals. In Toronto, a fan's disruptive beahviour resulted in Waters spitting in the fan's face. Immediately disgusted with himself, Waters came up with the idea of building a wall between him and the audience which would later develop into the album.

Personnel

Roger Waters — vocals, bass guitar, co-producer, synthesiser, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, sleeve design

David Gilmour — guitars, vocals, co-producer, bass guitar, sequencer, synthesiser, clavinet, percussion

Richard Wright — piano, organ, synthesiser, clavinet, bass pedals

Nick Mason — drums, percussion

Additional personnel 

Lee Ritenour — Rhythm Guitar on "One of My Turns" and Acoustic Guitar on "Comfortably Numb"

Joe Porcaro — Marching Snare drum on "Bring the Boys Back Home"

Blue Ocean — Marching Snare drum on "Bring the Boys Back Home"

Freddie Mandell — Hammond Organ on "In The Flesh?" and "In the Flesh"

Bobbye Hall — Percussion

Ron di Blasi — Classical guitar on "Is There Anybody Out There?"

Larry Williams — Clarinet on "Outside the Wall"

Trevor Veitch — Mandolin

Frank Marrocco — Concertina

Bruce Johnston — Backing Vocals

Toni Tennille — Backing Vocals

Brian Wilson — Vocal Arrangements

Joe Chemay — Backing Vocals

Jon Joyce — Backing Vocals

Stan Farber — Backing Vocals

Jim Haas — Backing Vocals

Fourth Form Music Class, Islington Green School, London — Backing Vocals

Bob Ezrin — co-producer; Orchestra Arrangement; Keyboards

Michael Kamen — Orchestra Arrangement

James Guthrie — Co-Producer; Engineer; Percussion; Synthesiser on "Empty Spaces" (in collaboration with David Gilmour), Sequencer; Drums on "The Happiest Days of Our Lives" (in collaboration with Nick Mason), remastering producer

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'd like to find out what's behind these cold eyes?

You'll just have to claw your way through the

Disguise

The thin ice

Momma loves her baby

And Daddy loves you too

And the sea may look warm to you Babe

And the sky may look blue

Ooooh Babe

Ooooh Baby Blue

Ooooh Babe

If you should go skating

On the thin ice of modern life

Dragging behind you the silent reproach

Of a million tear stained eyes

Don't be surprised, when a crack in the ice

Appears under your feet

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind

With your fear flowing out 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 all 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 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

Psycopathic 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 us kids alone

All in all it's just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

(chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London)

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 us kids alone

All in all you're 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

Ooooh aah, 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

Ooooh aah, is it it just a waste of time * 

Hush now 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 will keep baby cosy and warm

Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe

Of course Mama's gonna help build the wall

Mother do think she's good enough for me

Mother do think she's dangerous to me

Mother will she tear your little boy apart

Oooh aah, mother will she break my heart 

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry

Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you 

Mama won't let anyone dirty get through 

Mama's gonna wait up till you come in

Mama will always find out where

You've been

Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean

Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe

You'll always be a baby to me

Mother, did it need to be so high.

* (in the movie "Mother am I really dying").

Goodbye blue sky

Oooooooo ooo ooo ooooh

Did you see the frightened ones

Did you hear the falling bombs

Did you ever wonder

Why we had to run for shelter

When the promise of a brave new world

Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky

Oooooooo ooo ooooo oooh

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

Goodbye

Empty spaces

What shall we use to fill the empty

Spaces where we used to talk

How shall I fill the final places

How shall I complete the wall

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?

Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman

Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl

Will some woman in this desert land

Make me feel like a real man

Take this rock and roll refugee

Oooh Babe set me free

Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman

Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.

Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman

Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.

One of my turns

Day after day, love turns grey

Like the skin of a dying man

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 razor blade 

Tight as a tourniquet 

Dry as a funeral drum,

Run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left 

You'll find my favorite axe

Don't look so frightened

This is just a passing phase

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 like to see me try?

Would you like call the cops?

Do you think it's time I stopped?

Why are you running away?

Don't leave me now

Ooooh Babe

Don't leave me now

Don't say it's the end of the road

Remember the flowers I sent

I need you Babe

To put through the shredder

In front of my friends

Ooooh Babe

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 

Ooooh Babe

Don't leave me now 

How can you treat me this way

Running away

Ooooh Babe

Why are you running away?

Ooooh Babe!

Another brick in the wall (part 3)

I don't need no arms around me

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 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 a 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

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

I've got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in

When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in

I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on

Got those swollen hand blues.

Got thirteen 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 I've got the inevitable pinhole burns

All down the front of my favorite satin shirt 

I've got nicotine stains on my fingers

I've got a silver spoon on a chain

I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

I've got wild staring eyes

I've got a strong urge to fly 

But I've got nowhere to fly to

Ooooh 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 has 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 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 aaaaaaaah! 

But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?

I do belive 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

And I have become

Comfortably numb.

The show must go on

Oooh Ma Oooh Pa

Must the show go on

Oooh Pa take me home

Oooh Ma let me go

There must be some mistake

I didn't mean to let them

Take away my soul

Am I too old is it too late

Oooh Ma Oooh Pa

Where has the feeling gone?

Oooh Ma Oooh Pa

Will I remember the songs?

Oooooh aah 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

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

Run, run, run, run (repeat line four times)

You better make your face up in

Your favorite disguise

With your button down lips and your

Roller blind eyes

With your empty smile 

And your hungry heart

Feel the bile rising from your guilty past

With your nerves in tatters

When the cockleshell shatters 

And the hammers batter

Down the door

You better run

Run, run, run, run (repeat line four times)

You better run all day

And run all night 

And keep your dirty feelings

Deep inside. And if your

Takin' your girlfriend

Out tonight 

You better park the car

Well out of sight 

'Cos if they catch you in the back seat 

Trying to pick her locks

They're gonna send you back to mother 

In a cardboard box 

You better run

Waiting for the worms

Ooooh you cannot reach me now 

Ooooh no matter how you try

Goodbye cruel world it's over

Walk on by

Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall

Waiting for the worms to come

In perfect isolation here behind my wall

Waiting for the worms to come

Waiting to cut out the deadwood 

Waiting to clean up the city

Waiting to follow the worms

Waiting to put on a black shirt

Waiting to weed out the weaklings 

Waiting to smash in their windows

And kick in their doors

Waiting for the final solution 

To strengthen the strain

Waiting to follow the worms

Waiting to turn on the showers v And fire the ovens 

Waiting for the queers and the coons

And the reds and the Jews

Waiting to follow the worms

Would you like to see Britannia

Rule again my friend

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 here in this cell 

Because I have to know 

Have I been guilty all this time

The trial

Good morning Worm your honour 

The crowd will plainly show 

The prisoner who now stands before you

Was caught red handed showing feelings

Showing feelings of an almost human nature

This will not do

CALL THE SCHOOLMASTER

I always said he'd come to no good 

In the end your honour 

If they'd let me have my way I could 

Have flayed him into shape

But my hands were tied

The bleeding hearts and artists

Let him get away with murder 

Let me hammer him today

Crazy toys in the attic I am crazy

Truly gone fishing 

Crazy toys in the attic he is crazy 

They must have taken my marbles away

You little shit, you're in it now

I hope they throw away the key

You should talked to me more often

Than you did, but no you had to 

Go your own way. Have you broken any homes up lately?

"Just five minutes Worm your honour him and me alone"

Baaaaaabe 

Come to mother baby let me hold you in my arms

M'red 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

Incontravertible, there's no need for

The jury to retire

In all my years of judging

I have never heard before of

Some one more deserving

The full penalty of law

The way you made them suffer 

Your exquisite wife and mother

Fills me with an urge to defecate

But my friend you have revealed your deepest fear 

I sentence you to be exposed before your peers

Tear down the wall

Outside the wall

All alone, or in twos

The ones who really love you

Walk up and down outside the wall

Some hand in hand 

Some gathering 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

Works

(June 1983)

 Works is a Pink Floyd compilation album released in 1983 by their former American label, Capitol Records, to compete with their then-current album The Final Cut. The main interest for collectors is the track "Embryo", an outtake from Ummagumma that later became a concert staple in a greatly elongated form, which originally only appeared in January 1970 on a scarce various artists compilation album promoting Pink Floyd's UK label Harvest Records entitled Picnic – A Breath of Fresh Air. Also unique to Works, the tracks "Brain Damage" and "Eclipse" are presented as alternate versions, possibly stereo mixes from the master tapes of the quadraphonic edition of The Dark Side of the Moon.

The cover art for the album was inspired by the c. 1948 poster "Nederland industrialiseert" ("Holland industrialises") designed by Dutch graphic artist Wladimir Flem.

Personnel 

David Gilmour - Guitar and Vocals except on Arnold Layne and See Emily Play

Roger Waters - Bass, Tape effects and Vocals

Richard Wright - Keyboards, Piano, Synthesisers and Vocals

Nick Mason - Drums, Percussion, Tape effects and Vocalisations

Syd Barrett - Guitar and Vocals on Arnold Layne and See Emily Play

One of these days

One of these days

I'm going to cut you into little pieces

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

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 growd

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

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 the 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 rearrange 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 and all that you see

all that you taste, all you feel

and all that you love and all that you hate

all you distrust, all you save

and all thatyou give and all that you deal

and all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal

and all you create and all you destroy

and all that you do and all that you say

and all that you eat and everyone you meet

and all that you slight and everyone you fight

and all that is now and all that is gone

and all that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune

but the sun is eclipsed by the moon

Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Little by little the night turns around

counting the leaves wich 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

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 trough 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

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 change 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 begun

and who calls the tune in the court-room

and who beats the funeral drum

Breathe reprise

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

when I come home cold and tired

it's good to warm my bones beside the fire

far away across the field

the tolling of the iron bell

calls the faithful to their knees

to hear the softly spoken magic spells

The Final Cut

(1983)

The Final Cut is a rock album by Pink Floyd recorded at several studios in the UK from July to December 1982. The LP was released in the UK on March 21, 1983 and then in the US on April 2. The Final Cut reached #1 on the UK album charts and #6 in the US. On May 23, 1983, The Final Cut went Gold and Platinum and then Double Platinum on January 31, 1997.

Originally scheduled as the film soundtack for the band's movie The Wall, it evolved into a new concept album, railing against war.

Not Now John was released as a single (with the chorus' "fuck all that" overdubbed as "stuff all that"), backed by an extended version of The Hero's Return. There was also a video EP, with film accompaniment for four of the songs.

In 1986, the album was released on CD. A digitally re-mastered CD was released in 1994.

Personnel

David Gilmour - guitar and vocals 

Roger Waters - guitar and vocals 

Nick Mason - drums 

Michael Kamen - piano harmonium 

Andy Brown - hammond organ 

Ray Cooper - percussion 

Andy Newmark - drums on "Two Suns..." 

Raphael Ravenscroft - tenor sax 

The National Philharmonic Orchestra conducted and arranged by Michael Kamen

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 uo 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 lie 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 me

sarcasm desperate memories lie

Sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep, good

"cos that's the only time that I can really talk to you

and there is something that I've locked away

a memory that is too painful

to withstand the light of day

When we came back from the war the banners and

flags hung on everyones door

we danced and we sang in the street and

the church bells rang

but burning in my heart

my memory smoulders on

of the gunners dying words on the intercom

The gunners dream

Floating down through the clouds

memories come rushing up to meet me now

in the space between the heavens

and in the corner os 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

somwhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street

where you can speak out loud

about your doubts and fears

and what's more no-one ever disappears

you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door

you can relax on both sides of the tracks

and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control

and everyone has recourse to the law

and no-one kills the children anymore

and no-one kills the children anymore

night after night

going round and round my brain

his dream is driving me insane

in the corner of some foreign field

the gunner sleeps tonight

whats done is done

we cannot just write off his final scene

take heed of his dream

take heed

Paranoid eyes

Button your lip don't let the shield slip

take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask

and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions

you can hide hide hide

behind paranoid eyes

You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar

fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar

laughing too loud at the rest of the world

with the boys in the crowd

you hide hide hide

behind petrified eyes

you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory

now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age

the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high

and you hide hide hide

behind brown and mild eyes

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 lttle place of their own

the fletcher memorial

home for incurable tyrants and kings

And they can appear tothemselves every day

on closed circuit t.v.

to make sure they're still real

It's the only connection they feel

"ladies and gentelmen, please welcome reagan and haig

mr. begin and friends mrs. thatcher and paisley

mr. brezhnev and party

the gost 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 gold 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 centaph

all agreed with the hand on heart

to sheath the sacrificial knifes

but now

she stands upon southampton dock

with her handkerchief

and her summer frock clings

to her wet body in the rain

in quiet desperation knuckles

white upon the slippery reins

she bravely waves the boys goodbye again

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 

The final cut

Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes

I can barely define the shape of this moment in time

and far from flying high in clear blue skies

I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive

and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes

and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall

dial the combination open the priesthole

and if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall

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 grazy dream

And if I show you my dark side

will you still hold me tonight

and if I open my heart to you

and show you my weak side

what would you do

would you sell your story to rolling stone

would you take the children away

and leave me alone

and smile in reassurance

as you whisper down the phone

would you send me packing

or would you take me home

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings

Thought I oughta tear the curtain down

I held the blade in trembling hands

prepared to make it but just then the phone rang

I never had the nerve to make the final cut

Not now John

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these

got to compete with the whily 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 sillicon

wath bomb get away pay day make hay

break down need fix big six

clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrrrring bingo

make em laugh make me cry make em dance in the aisles

make em pay make em stay make em feel ok

not now John

we've got to get on with the film show

hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow

who cares what it's about

as long as the kids go

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 her 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, 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!

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 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

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 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

  

A Momentary Lapse Of Reason

(1987)

Pink Floyd's 1987 (September 7) album A Momentary Lapse of Reason was their first album since 1983 and followed the departure of Roger Waters in 1985. The album reached #3 on both the US and UK charts. A re-mastered CD was released in 1997.

Personnel

David Gilmour – vocals, guitars, keyboards, sequencers

Nick Mason – drums, percussion, drum machine, sound effects

Richard Wright – keyboards, backing vocals

Additional personnel

Tony Levin – bass guitar, Chapman Stick

Bob Ezrin – percussion

Carmine Appice – drums

Jim Keltner – drums

Jon Carin – keyboards

Tom Scott – alto and soprano saxophones

Scott Page – tenor saxophone

Patrick Leonard – synthesizers

Bill Payne – Hammond organ

Michael Landau – backing guitar

John Helliwell – saxophone (mistakenly credited as John Halliwell) 

Darlene Koldenhaven, Carmen Twillie, Phyllis St. James, Donnie Gerrard – backing vocals

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 sense 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

unladened, empty and turned to stone

a soul in tension that's learning to fly

condition grounded but determined to try

can't keep my eyes from the -circling- skies

tongue-tied & 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

gould 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 heave

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls

hollow laughter in marble halls

steps have been taken, a silent uproar

has unleashed the dogs of war

you can't stop what has begun

signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion

we all have a dark side, to say the least

and dealing in death is the nature of the beast

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

The dogs of war don't negotiate

the dogs of war won't capitulate

they will take and you will give

and you must die so that they may live

you can knock at any door

but wherever you go, you know they've been there before

well winners can lose and things can get strained

but whatever you change, you know the dogs remain

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

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 sighed 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 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 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 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

wich 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 forge, 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 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

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 & curled 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 any oily sea

a grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

and there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

and silence that speaks so much louder than words

of promises broken

The Division Bell

(1994)

The Division Bell is the title of an album released by Pink Floyd in 1994. The album was recorded at a number of studios.

Personnel

David Gilmour – vocals, guitars, bass guitar, Keyboards, production, mixing and programming

Richard Wright – keyboards, piano, vocals

Nick Mason – drums, percussion and programming

Jon Carin – additional keyboards

Guy Pratt – bass guitar

Gary Wallis – percussion

Tim Renwick – guitars

Dick Parry – saxophone and trumpet

Carol Kenyon – backing vocals, vocals on "Keep Talking"

Sam Brown – backing vocals

Bob Ezrin – drums, production and composing in "Take It Back"

Anthony Moore - lyrics in "Wearing The Inside Out"

Michael Kamen – orchestral arrangements

Professor Stephen Hawking – digital voice on "Keep Talking"

Chris Thomas - mixing

Cluster One

What do you want from me

As you look around this room tonight

Settle in your saet and dim the lichts

Do you want my blood, do you want my tears

What do you want

What do you want from me

Should I sing until I can't sing any more

Play these strings until my fingers are raw

You're so hard to please

What do you want from me

Do you think that I know something you don't know

What do you want from me

If I don't promise you the answers would you go

What do you want from me

Should I stand out in the rain

Do you want me to take a daisy chain for you

I'm not the one you need

What do you want from me

You can have anything you want

You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water

Anything you want

You can own everything you see

Sell your soul for complete control

Is that really what you need

You can lose yourself this night

See inside there is nothing to hide

Turn and face the light

What do you want from me

Poles Apart

Did you know... it was all going to go so wrong for you

And did you see it was all going to be so right for me

Why did we tell you then

You were always the golden boy then

And that you¹d never lose that light in your eyes

Hey you... did you ever realise what you'd become

And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from

Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway

Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes

The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty

I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me

And did you know...

I never thought that you'd lose that light in your eyes

Marooned

A great day for freedom

On the day the wall came down

They threw the locks onto the ground

And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

Out the day the wall came down

The ship of fools had just all aground

Promise up the night like paper doves in flight

I dreamed you had left my side

Nawarinth, not even pride remained

And even though you needed me

It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day

As friends and neighbours turn away

And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undown

Now frontiers shift like desert sands

While nations wash their bloodied hands

Of loyalty, of history in hades of grey

I woke to the sound of drums

The music played, the morning sun streamed in

I turned and I looked at you

And all but the bitter residue slipped away...sliped away

Wearing the inside out

From morning to night I stayed out of sight

Ditn't recognise I'd become

No more than alive I'd barely survive

In a word...overrun

Won't hear a sound

From my mouth

I've spent too long

On the inside out

My skin is could

To the human touch

This bleeding heart's

Not beating much

I murmured a vow of silence and now

I don't even hear when I think aloud

Extinguished by light I turn on the night

Wear its darkness with an empty smile

I'm creeping back to life

my nervous system all awry

I'm wearing the inside out

Look at him now

He's paler somehow

But he's coming round

he's starting to choke

It's been so long since he spoke

Well he can have the words right from my mouth

And with these words I can see

Clear trough the clouds that covered me

Just give it time then speak my name

Now we can hear ourselves again

I'm holding out

For the day

When all the clouds

Have blown away

I'm with you now

Can speak your name

Now we can hear

Ourselves again

Take it back

He love rains down on me easy as the breeze

I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea

I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire

We were spinning into darkness; the earth was on fire

She could take it back, she might take it back some day

So I spy on her, I lie to her, I make promises I cannot keep

Then I hear her laughter rising, rising from the deep

And I make her prove her love for me, I take all that I can take

And I push her to the limit to see if she will break

She might take it back, she could take it back some day

Now I heave seen the warnings, screaming from all sides

It's easy to ignore them and G-d knows I've tried

All of this temptation, it turned my faith to lies

Until I couldn't see the danger or hear the rising tide

She can take it back, she will take it back some day

She can take it back, she will take it back some day

She can take it back, she will take it back some day

Coming back to life

Where were you when I was burned and broken

While the days slipped by from my window watching

Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless

Because the things you say and the things you do surround me

While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words

dying to believe in what you heard

I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time

While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow

While I pondered on this dangerous but 

I took a heavenly ride through one silence

I knew the moment had arrived

For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride trough our silence

I knew the waiting had begin

And headed straight... into the shining sun

Keep Talking

For millions of years mankind lived just like animals

Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination

We learned to talk

There's a silence surrounding me

I can't seem to think straight

I'LL sit in the corner

No one can bother me

I think I should speak now

My words won't come out right

I feel like I'm drowning

I'm feeling week now

But I can't show my weakness

I sometimes wonder

Where do we go from me

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

Where do we go from here

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

I feel like I'm drowing

You know I can't breathe now

We're going nowhere

We're going nowhere

Lost for words

I was spending my time in the doldrums

I was caught in a cauldron of hate

I felt persecuted and paralysed

I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies

Engulfed in a fever of spite

Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades

Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution

Is not going to help at all

because ther'll be no safety in numbers

When the right one walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?

Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?

Stuck in a world of isolation

While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies

And I ask could we wipe the slate clean

But they tell me to please go fuck myself

You know you just can't win

High Hopes

beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young

In a world of magnets and miracles

our troughts strayed constantly and without boundary

The ringing of the division bell had begin

Along the long road and on down the causeway

Do they still meet there by the cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps

Running before time took our dreams away

Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground

To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

With friends surrounded

The night of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us

To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side

Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again

Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfuried

We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition

There's a hunger still unsatisfied

Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon

Though down this road we've been so many time

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

The taste was sweeter

The nights of wonder

With friends surrounded

The dawn mist glowing

The water flowing

The endless river

Forever and ever

Delicate sound of thunder

(22 November, 1988)

Delicate Sound of Thunder is a Pink Floyd live double album which was recorded over five nights at the Nassau Coliseum on Long Island, New York in August 1988 and mixed at Abbey Road Studios in September 1988. It was released on 22 November 1988, through EMI Records in the United Kingdom and Columbia Records in the United States.

Personnel

Pink Floyd

David Gilmour – guitars, lead vocals

Nick Mason – drums, percussion

Richard Wright – keyboards, backing vocals, lead vocals on "Time" & "Comfortably Numb"

Shine on you crazy diamond (part 1)

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!

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 sense 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

unladened, empty and turned to stone

a soul in tension that's learning to fly

condition grounded but determined to try

can't keep my eyes from the -circling- skies

tongue-tied & 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

gould 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

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 forge, 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 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

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 & curled 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 any oily sea

a grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

and there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

and silence that speaks so much louder than words

of promises broken.

The dogs of war

Dogs of war and men of hate

with no cause, we don't discriminate

discovery is to be disowned

our currency is flesh and bone

hell opened up and put on sale

gather round and haggle

for hard cash, we will lie and deceive

even our masters don't know the webs we heave

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls

hollow laughter in marble halls

steps have been taken, a silent uproar

has unleashed the dogs of war

you can't stop what has begun

signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion

we all have a dark side, to say the least

and dealing in death is the nature of the beast

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

The dogs of war don't negotiate

the dogs of war won't capitulate

they will take and you will give

and you must die so that they may live

you can knock at any door

but wherever you go, you know they've been there before

well winners can lose and things can get strained

but whatever you change, you know the dogs remain

one world, it's a battleground

one world, and we will smash it down

one world...one world

On the turning away

On the turning away

from the pale and downtrodden

and the words they say

wich 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?

One of these days

One of these days

I'm going to cut you into little pieces

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 trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

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

I've got things on my mind

for want of the price of tea and a slice

the old man died

Money

Money, get away

get a good job with more pay and 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 football team

Money, get back

I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack

money, it's a hit

don't give me that do goody good bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairlybut 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

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 leaves the kids alone

All in all its just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

Comfortably numb

Hello,

Is there anybody in there

Just nod if you can hear me

Is there anyone 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 have only coming through in wares

You'r lips more but I can't hear why you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever

My hands fell just like two balloons

Now I've got that feeling again

I can't explain you would not understand

This is not how I am

I have become comfortably numb

O.K.

Just a little pinprick

There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!

But you may feel a little sick

can you stand up?

I do believe its working good

that I'll keep you going through the show

Come on its time to go

There is no pain, you are recading

A distant chip smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move but I can hear what you're saying

When I was a child

I caught a flecting 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

And I have become

Comfortably numb

Run like hell

You better run like hell

You better make your face up in

Your favourite disquise

With your button down lips and your

Roller blind eyes

With your empty smiler

And your hungry heart

Iced the bile rising from your quilty post

With your nerves in tatters

When the cockleshell shattens

And the hammers butter

Down the door

You better run like hell

You better run all day

And run all night

And keeps your dirty feelings

Deep inside

Take your girlfriend

Out tonight,

You better park the car

Well out of sight

Cos if they catch your in the back scat

Trying to pick her looks

They're gonna send you back to mother

In a cardboard box

You better run

Echoes: The Best of Pink Floyd

November 5, 2001

Echoes: The Best of Pink Floyd is a compilation album by Pink Floyd. It was released on November 5, 2001 in the UK and November 6 in the U.S. It debuted on The Billboard 200 album chart on November 24, 2001, at number 2 with sales of 214,650 copies (it was kept from #1 in the US by Britney Spears' Britney but they did help her dethrone Michael Jackson's Invincible as it fell to #3). It remained on the chart for 26 weeks. The album was certified Gold, Platinum and Double Platinum on December 6, 2001 in the U.S. by the RIAA. It was certified Triple Platinum (three million copies sold) in the U.S. by the RIAA on January 8, 2002, and Quadruple platinum on September 10, 2007 by the RIAA. 

Personnel

Syd Barrett - Guitar and Vocals on Astronomy Domine, See Emily Play, Arnold Layne, Jugband Blues and Bike.

Roger Waters - Bass Guitar, Guitar on Sheep, Tape effects and Vocals 

David Gilmour - Guitars, Fretless Bass on Hey You, Bass guitar on Sheep and High Hopes, additional keyboards, drum programming on Sorrow and Vocals

Richard Wright - Keyboards, Organ, Piano, Synthesizers, Clavinet, and Vocals

Nick Mason - Drums, Percussion, Tape effects and Vocalisations on "One of These Days".

Additional Personnel

James Guthrie - Remastering, Percussion on The Happiest Days of Our Lives

Islington Green School - choir on Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2) 

Pontardulais Male Voice Choir led by Noel Davis - choir on When the Tigers Broke Free

Jon Carin - Additional keyboards on Marooned, Keep Talking and High Hopes

Guy Pratt - Bass on Marooned and Keep Talking

Tony Levin - Bass on Sorrow and Learning To Fly

Clare Torry - Vocalisations on The Great Gig in the Sky

Sam Brown, Durga McBroom and Carol Kenyon - backing vocals on Keep Talking

Dick Parry - baritone and tenor saxophones on Money, Shine On You Crazy Diamond and Us and Them.

Michael Kamen - orchestrations on "High Hopes", "The Fletcher Memorial Home" and "When the Tigers Broke Free" and piano on The Fletcher Memorial Home.

Lee Ritenour - acoustic guitar on Comfortably Numb

8 members of the Salvation Army (The International Staff Band) - Ray Bowes (cornet), Terry Camsey (cornet), Mac Carter (trombone), Les Condon (Eb bass), Maurice Cooper (Euphonium), Ian Hankey (trombone), George Whittingham (Bb bass), and one other on "Jugband Blues".

Disc 1

Astronomy Domine

Lime and limpid green the second scene

the fights between the bleu 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 scared 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

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 trough 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

The happiest days of our lives

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

Psycopathic 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 us kids alone

All in all it's just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

(chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London)

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 us kids alone

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

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 willowing across the sand

And everything is green and submarine

And no-one showed us to the land

And no-one knows the where or whys

But something stirs and something tries

And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street

By chance two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can

And no-one calls us to move on

And no-one forces down our eyes

And no-one speaks and no-one tries

And no-one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes

Inviting and inciting 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

And so I throw the windows wide

And call to you across the sky

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 a 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

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.

 Marooned

(Instrumental)

The Great Gig In The Sky

(Instrumental)

Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Little by little the night turns around

counting the leaves wich 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

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 football team

Money, get back

I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack

money, it's a hit

don't give me that do goody good bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairlybut 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

Keep Talking

For millions of years mankind lived just like animals

Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination

We learned to talk

There's a silence surrounding me

I can't seem to think straight

I'll sit in the corner

No one can bother me

I think I should speak now

My words won't come out right

I feel like I'm drowning

I'm feeling week now

But I can't show my weakness

I sometimes wonder

Where do we go from me

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

Where do we go from here

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

I feel like I'm drowing

You know I can't breathe now

We're going nowhere

We're going nowhere

Sheep

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away,

only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

You better watch out, there may be dogs about.

I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the dangers not real.

Meek and obedient you follow the leader

down well trodden corridors, into the valley of steel.

What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes.

Now things are really what they seem. No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want He makes me down to lie.

Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.

With bright knives He releaseth my soul.

He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.

He converteth me to lamb cutlets.

For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.

When cometh the day we lowly ones,

trough 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 sream.

Wave upon wave of demented avengers

march cheerfully out of obscurity unto 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.

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 & curled 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 any oily sea

a grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

and there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

and silence that speaks so much louder than words

of promises broken.

Disc 2

Shine on you crazy diamond (part 1-7)

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!

Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long

And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to nought

Or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way

The time is gone

The song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells

The Fletcher memorial home

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere

And build them a home

A lttle place of their own

The fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings

And they can appear tothemselves every day

On closed circuit tv

To make sure they're still real

It's the only connection they feel

"Ladies and Gentelmen, please welcome

Reagan and haig, mr. begin and friends

Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley, Mr. Brezhnev and party

The gost 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 gold glass eye

Their favourite toy

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

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 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 aaaaaaaah! 

But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?

I do belive 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

And I have become

Comfortably numb.

When The Tigers Broke Free

It was just before dawn one miserable morning

In black 'forty four

When the forward commander

Was told to sit tight

When he asked that his men be withdrawn

And the Generals gave thanks

As the other ranks held back

The enemy tanks for a while

And the Anzio bridge head

Was held for the price

Of a few hundred ordinary lives

And old King George sent Mother

A note when he heard that father was gone

It was, I recall, in the form of

A scroll, with gold leaf and all

And I found it one day

In a drawer of old photographs hidden away

And my eyes still grow damp to remember

His Majesty signed

With his own rubber stamp

It was dark all round, there was frost on the ground

When the tigers broke free

And no one survived 

From the Royal Fusiliers, company "C" There were all left behind

Most of them dead, the rest of them dying

And that's how the high command

Took my Daddy from me.

One of these days

One of these days

I'm going to cut you into little pieces

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

I've got things on my mind

for want of the price of tea and a slice

the old man died

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 sense 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 tought I thought of everything

no navigator to guide my way home

unladened, empty and turned to stone

a soul in tension that's learning to fly

condition grounded but determined to try

can't keep my eyes from the -circling- skies

tongue-tied & 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

gould 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

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

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 trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

Jugband blues

It's awfully considerate of you to think of me there

and I'm most obliged to you for making it clear

that I'm not there

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

High Hopes

beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young

In a world of magnets and miracles

our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary

The ringing of the division bell had begin

Along the long road and on down the causeway

Do they still meet there by the cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps

Running before time took our dreams away

Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground

To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

With friends surrounded

The night of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us

To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side

Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again

Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfuried

We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition

There's a hunger still unsatisfied

Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon

Though down this road we've been so many time

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

The taste was sweeter

The nights of wonder

With friends surrounded

The dawn mist glowing

The water flowing

The endless river

Forever and ever

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 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 gould 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

Pulse

(29 May 1995)

P•U•L•S•E (pronounced and sometimes written as Pulse) is a Pink Floyd concert video taken from the October 20, 1994 concert at Earls Court Exhibition Centre, London, in The Division Bell tour, which is currently available on DVD.

There was considerable delay in the release of the DVD edition of P•U•L•S•E, with new features announced with each setback. The cause of the delays was reputed to be the continued modifications and additions in order to produce a high-quality release. The previous planned release date of 22 September 2005 for the two-disc DVD set was changed to 10 July 2006 for the UK and Europe, and 11 July 2006 everywhere else.

Personnel

David Gilmour - guitars, vocals

Richard Wright - keyboards, vocals

Nick Mason - drums 

Additional Personnel

Jon Carin - Keyboards, Vocals, Programming

Guy Pratt - bass, vocals

Gary Wallis - percussion

Tim Renwick - guitars, vocals

Dick Parry - saxophone

Sam Brown - backing vocals

Claudia Fontaine - backing vocals

Durga McBroom - backing vocals

Shine on your crazy diamond (part 1)

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.

Shine on your crazy diamond.

Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.

Shine on your 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!

Astronomy Domaine

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 scared 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

What do you want from me

As you look around this room tonight

Settle in your saet and dim the lichts

Do you want my blood, do you want my tears

What do you want

What do you want from me

Should I sing until I can't sing any more

Play these strings until my fingers are raw

You're so hard to please

What do you want from me

Do you think that I know something you don't know

What do you want from me

If I don't promise you the answers would you go

What do you want from me

Should I stand out in the rain

Do you want me to take a daisy chain for you

I'm not the one you need

What do you want from me

You can have anything you want

You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water

Anything you want

You can own everything you see

Sell your soul for complete control

Is that really what you need

You can lose yourself this night

See inside there is nothing to hide

Turn and face the light

What do you want from me

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 sense 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 tought I thought of everything

no navigator to guide my way home

unladened, empty and turned to stone

a soul in tension that's learning to fly

condition grounded but determined to try

can't keep my eyes from the -circling- skies

tongue-tied & 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

gould 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

Keep Talking

For millions of years mankind lived just like animals

Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination

We learned to talk

There's a silence surrounding me

I can't seem to think straight

I'LL sit in the corner

No one can bother me

I think I should speak now

My words won't come out right

I feel like I'm drowning

I'm feeling week now

But I can't show my weakness

I sometimes wonder

Where do we go from me

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

Where do we go from here

It doesn't have to be like this

All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

Why won't you talk to me

You never talk to me

What are you thinking

What are you feeling

I feel like I'm drowing

You know I can't breathe now

We're going nowhere

We're going nowhere

Coming back to life

Where were you when I was burned and broken

While the days slipped by from my window watching

Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless

Because the things you say and the things you do surround me

While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words

dying to believe in what you heard

I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time

While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow

While I pondered on this dangerous but 

I took a heavenly ride through one silence

I knew the moment had arrived

For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride trough our silence

I knew the waiting had begin

And headed straight... into the shining sun

Hey you

Hey you! Out there in the cold

setting 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 whitant 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 of the road

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

A great day for freedom

On the day the wall came down

They threw the locks onto the ground

And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

Out the day the wall came down

The ship of fools had just all aground

Promise up the night like paper doves in flight

I dreamed you had left my side

Nawarinth, not even pride remained

And even though you needed me

It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day

As friends and neighbours turn away

And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undown

Now frontiers shift like desert sands

While nations wash their bloodied hands

Of loyalty, of history in hades of grey

I woke to the sound of drums

The music played, the morning sun streamed in

I turned and I looked at you

And all but the bitter residue slipped away...sliped away

Sorrow

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land

plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:

a man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers

but awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise

in his youth or a dream, he can't be precise

he's chained forever to a world that's departed

It's not enough, It's not enough

His blood has frozen & curled 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 any oily sea

a grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

and there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

and silence that speaks so much louder than words

of promises broken.

High Hopes

beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young

In a world of magnets and miracles

our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary

The ringing of the division bell had begin

Along the long road and on down the causeway

Do they still meet there by the cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps

Running before time took our dreams away

Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground

To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

With friends surrounded

The night of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us

To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side

Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again

Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfuried

We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition

There's a hunger still unsatisfied

Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon

Though down this road we've been so many time

The grass was greener

The light was brighter

The taste was sweeter

The nights of wonder

With friends surrounded

The dawn mist glowing

The water flowing

The endless river

Forever and ever

Another brick in the wall

We don't need no education

we don't need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave the kids alone

Hey teacher leaves the kids alone

All in all its just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

Speak to me

(Instrumental)

Breathe

Breathe, breathe in the air

don't be afraid to care

leave but don't leave me

look around, choose your own ground

for long you live and high you fly

and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

and all your touch and all you see

is all your life will ever be

Run rabbit run

dig that hole, forget the sun

and when at last the work is down

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

On the run

(Instrumental)

Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long

And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to nought

Or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way

The time is gone

The song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells

The great gig in the sky

(Instrumental)

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 football team

Money, get back

I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack

money, it's a hit

don't give me that do goody good bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairlybut 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

I've got things on my mind

for want of the price of tea and a slice

the old man died

Any colour you like

(Instrumental)

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 the 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 rearrange 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 and all that you see

all that you taste, all you feel

and all that you love and all that you hate

all you distrust, all you save

and all thatyou give and all that you deal

and all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal

and all you create and all you destroy

and all that you do and all that you say

and all that you eat and everyone you meet

and all that you slight and everyone you fight

and all that is now and all that is gone

and all that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune

but the sun is eclipsed by the moon

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 trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

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 have only coming through in wares

You'r lips more but I can't hear why you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever

My hands fell just like two balloons

Now I've got that feeling again

I can't explain you would not understand

This is not how I am

I have become comfortably numb

O.K.

Just a little pinprick

There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!

But you may feel a little sick

can you stand up?

I do believe its working good

that I'll keep you going through the show

Come on its time to go

There is no pain, you are recading

A distant chip smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move but I can hear what you're saying

When I was a child

I caught a flecting 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

And I have become

Comfortably numb

Run like hell

You better run like hell

You better make your face up in

Your favourite disquise

With your button down lips and your

Roller blind eyes

With your empty smiler

And your hungry heart

Iced the bile rising from your quilty post

With your nerves in tatters

When the cockleshell shattens

And the hammers butter

Down the door

You better run like hell

You better run all day

And run all night

And keeps your dirty feelings

Deep inside

Take your girlfriend

Out tonight,

You better park the car

Well out of sight

Cos if they catch your in the back scat

Trying to pick her looks

They're gonna send you back to mother

In a cardboard box

You better run 

A collection of great dance songs

(23 November, 1981)

A Collection of Great Dance Songs is a compilation album by Pink Floyd released on November 23, 1981 on Harvest/EMI in the UK and Columbia Records in the U.S. originally. The album was released against the will of Roger Waters.

Personnel

David Gilmour - Guitars, bass guitar, vocals, all instruments on Money (except saxophone).

Roger Waters - Bass guitar, vocals, rhythm guitar on Sheep

Richard Wright - Keyboards, synthesizers, vocals

Nick Mason - Drums, percussion (except on money), vocals on "One of These Days"

Dick Parry - Saxophone on "Money"

One of these days

One of these days

I'm going to cut you into little pieces

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 football team

Money, get back

I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack

money, it's a hit

don't give me that do goody good bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

and I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairlybut 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

Sheep

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away,

only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

You better watch out, there may be dogs about.

I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the dangers not real.

Meek and obedient you follow the leader

down well trodden corridors, into the valley of steel.

What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes.

Now things are really what they seem. No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want He makes me down to lie.

Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.

With bright knives He releaseth my soul.

He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.

He converteth me to lamb cutlets.

For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.

When cometh the day we lowly ones,

trough 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 sream.

Wave upon wave of demented avengers

march cheerfully out of obscurity unto 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.

Shine on your grazy daimond (part 1)

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.

Shine on your crazy diamond.

Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.

Shine on your 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!

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 trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze?

Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange

a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after year,

running over the same old ground. What have we found?

The same old fears,

wish you were here.

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 leaves the kids alone

All in all its just another brick in the wall

All in all you're just another brick in the wall 

Soundtrack from the film Zabriskie Point

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 in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun 

Shine on 

(1992)

This box contains nine CDs, which have all been brought out separately.

Here is a enumeration from what¹s in the box: 

A real collectors item, the book "Shine on", the only CD which contains the singels which are brought out in the begin period of Pink Floyd, they are called the Pink Floyd Early Songs. Some postcards with pictures, some sleeves, and eight CDs.

1 A Saucerful of Secrets

2 Meddle

3 The Dark Side of the Moon

4 Wish you Were here

5 Animals

6 The Wall (Part 1)

7 The wall (Part II)

8 A Momentary Lapse of Reason 

Personnel

Roger Waters - Bass, Vocals, Tape effects, Sleeve design, Lyrics, Producer and Tuba

David Gilmour - Guitar, Slide guitar, Kazoo, Tape effects, Bass, Lap steel, Vocals, Lyrics, Producer and all instruments on "Sorrow"

Richard Wright - Keyboards, Organ, Piano, Synthesizer, Trombone, Clavinet, Tape effects, Lyrics, Producer and Vocals

Nick Mason - Drums, Percussion, Vocals, Tape effects, Producer and Vocalisations on "One of These Days" and "Corporal Clegg"

Syd Barrett - Guitar, Lyrics and Vocals on Jugband Blues, Arnold Layne, See Emily Play, "Apples And Oranges", Candy and a Currant Bun and "Scarecrow".

    Additional Personnel

Norman Smith - Producer, Drums and Backing Vocals on Remember a Day.

8 members of the Salvation Army (The International Staff Band) - Ray Bowes (cornet), Terry Camsey (cornet), Mac Carter (trombone), Les Condon (Eb bass), Maurice Cooper (Euphonium), Ian Hankey (trombone), George Whittingham (Bb bass), and one other on "Jugband Blues".

Clare Torry - Vocalisations on The Great Gig in the Sky.

Dick Parry - Saxophone on Money, Us and Them and Shine On You Crazy Diamond.

Roy Harper - Vocals on Have a Cigar.

Carlena Williams and Vanetta Fields - Backing vocals

Lesley Duncan, Doris Troy, Barry St. John, Liza Strike - Vocals (background)

Islington Green School, led by Noel Davis - choir on Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)

Jeff Porcaro - drums on Mother.

Lee Ritenour - Acoustic guitar on Comfortably Numb.

Jon Carin - Keyboards on A Momentary Lapse of Reason.

Scott Page - Tenor saxophone on The Dogs of War.

Tony Levin - Bass on A Momentary Lapse of Reason.

Storm Thorgerson - Sleeve design

Aubrey Powell - Sleeve design

James Guthrie - Remastering producer, Producer, Percussion on The Happiest Days of Our Lives and In The Flesh, drill on Hey You and Synthesizer on Empty Spaces.

Doug Sax - Remastering

Alan Parsons - Engineer

Bob Ezrin - Co-producer on The Wall, Orchestra arrangements, Co-writer on "The Trial", Keyboards, Piano on "Nobody Home"

Gerald Scarfe - Sleeve design on The Wall

Michael Kamen - Orchestra arrangement on The Wall

The New York Orchestra - The Wall

Patrick Leonard - Lyrics and Synthesizer

Joe Boyd - Producer on Arnold Layne and Candy and a Currant Bun.

Steve O'Rourke - Manager.

Seamus the dog - Vocalizations on Seamus

Picnic, a breath of fresh air

(1970)

Picnic – A Breath of Fresh Air is a sampler issued by the Harvest Records label, originally released in 1970 and notable for including the previously unreleased Pink Floyd song, "Embryo".

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 

Purple Simon Moves the Pink Harum by Various Artists

(January 25, 1969)

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 breathe out

while the people around you breathe in, breath in

People blaspheme all I say

to something that I hate to say

stooping down to eat the air

brathe careful that you might die, my friend

All we've got to say to you is goodbye

time will die in your eye

and we fly, it's goodbye

Point me at the sky and let it fly