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We certainly have an unspoken understanding But a lot of things unsaid as well We shout and argue and fight, and work it on out The sum is greater than the parts

Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond! Now theres a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond! You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on, you target for faraway laughter Come on, you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon You cried for the moon Shine on you crazy diamond! Threatened by shadows at night And exposed in the light Shine on you crazy diamond! Well you wore out your welcome with random precision Rode on the steel breeze Come on you raver, you seer of visions Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far Shine on you crazy diamond Pile on many more layers and Ill be joining you there Shine on you crazy diamond And well bask in the shadow of yesterdays 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!

The path you tread is narrow and the drop is 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 tightrope reach the end? Will the final couplet rhyme? And it’s high time, Cymbaline 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 It’s high time, Cymbaline Please, wake me The lines converging where you stand They must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet You hear the thunder of the train And suddenly it strikes you that they’re moving into range And Doctor Strange is always changing size And it’s high time! , Cymbaline It’s high time, Cymbaline Please, wake me And it’s high time, Cymbaline It’s high time, Cymbaline Please, wake me

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

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

What shall we use To fill the empty Spaces Where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out across this sea of faces In search of more and more applause? Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car? Shall we work straight through the night? Shall we get into fights? Leave the lights on? Drop bombs? Do tours of the East? Contract diseases? Bury bones? Break up homes? Send flowers by phone? Take to drink? Go to shrinks? Give up meat? Rarely sleep? Keep people as pets? Train dogs? Race rats? Fill the attic with cash? Bury treasure Store up leisure But never relax at all? With our backs to the wall

Dog Barking I was in the kitchen Seamus, that’s the dog, was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound, was outside Well you know, the sun sinks slowly But my old hound dog sat right down and cried

Jesus, Jesus, what’s it all about? Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape When I was their age all the lights went out There was no time to whine and mope about And even now part of me flies over Dresden at angels one five Though they’ll never fathom it behind my Sarcasm desperate memories lie Sweetheart, sweetheart, are you fast asleep? Good ‘Cause that’s the only time that I can really speak to you And there is something that I’ve locked away A memory that is too painful To withstand the light of day When we came back from the war The banners and flags hung on everyone’s door We danced and we sang in the street and The church bells rang But the burning in my heart The memory smolders on Of the gunners dying words on the intercom

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

Button your lip and don’t let the shield slip Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions You can hide, hide, hide Behind paranoid eyes You put on our brave face and slip over the road for a jar Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar Laughing too loud at the rest of the world With the boys in the crowd You can hide, hide, hide Behind petrified eyes You believed in their stories of fame, fortune and glory Now you’re lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high And you hide, hide, hide Behind brown and mild eyes “Oi!”

When you’re one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Make em mad, make em sad, make em add two and two Or make em me, or make em you, make em do what you want them to Make em laugh, make em cry, make em lay down and die

Aye an a bit o mackerel, fiddler, rack and fear And I rutted down by the hade and the furrow Well, I slipped me in a flop and hit down and I shied And I cried, cried, cried The fear of fallin down aft taken, never back to rise And then cried Mary! and I tucked up Wi a Claymore out and about And I run down, down the mechyn sty And beckoned the fiery whore That was fallin around the feet Never, I cried. Never shall ye get me alive Ya rotten hound of the Burnie Brae Well, I snapped for a blade and a Claymore cut and thrust And I fell down before him round his feet Aye, a roar he cried! Frae the bottom of his heart That I would nay fall but dead, dead as a can by a feat deah... And the wind cried Mary Thank you

They disembarked in 45 And no-one spoke and no-one smiled There were too many spaces in the line Gathered at the cenotaph All agreed with the hand on heart To sheath the sacrificial Knifes But now She stands upon Southampton dock With her handkerchief And her summer frock clings To her wet body in the rain In quiet desperation knuckles White upon the slippery reins She bravely waves the boys goodbye again And still the dark stain spreads between Their shoulder blades A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves And when the fight was over We spent what they had made, but In the bottom of our hearts we felt the final cut

Dogs of war and men of hate With no cause, we don’t discriminate Discovery is to be disowned Our currency is flesh and bone Hell opened up and put on sale Gather round and haggle For hard cash we will lie and deceive Even our Masters don’t know the webs we weave One world, it’s a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world… One world Invisible transfers and 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 our 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 theyre gonna smash it down One world… One world 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 were gonna smash it down One world… One world One world… One world One world… One world

Bridges burning gladly merging with the shadow Flickering between the lines Stolen moments floating softly on the air Born on wings of fire and climbing higher Ancient bonds are breaking Moving on and changing sides Dreaming of a new day Cast aside the other way (Magic vision stirring Kindled by and burning Flames rise in her eyes) The door that stands ajar The walls that once were high Beyond the gilded cage Beyond the reach of ties The moment is at hand She breaks the golden band

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 put one down Cause I wanna find what lies behind those eyes Midnight blue Burning gold A yellow moon Is growing cold I rise, looking through my morning eyes Surprised to find you by my side Rack my brain and try to remember your name To find the words to tell you good-bye Morning dues Newborn day Midnight blue Turned to gray Midnight blue Burning gold A yellow moon Is growing cold

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

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 One regret, you will never forget There’ll be no sleep in here tonight One slip… one slip…

“People often ask me about the voices on Dark Side. I was trying to gather audio snippets to mix into segues on Dark Side. Rather than interviewing people I came up with the idea of writing a series of questions on cards. The cards would be in a stack on a conductors stand in front of a mike. We would scour Abbey Road Studios for willing guinea pigs, bring them to the studio, sit them down, roll tape and then ask them to respond to each card in order. As I recall the first card was something irrelevant and innocuous, like “What’s your favourite colour?” and the last was the more enigmatic “What do you think of The Dark Side Of The Moon?” I can’t remember the ones in between, except for: Are you afraid of dying? When were you last violent? Were you in the right? Do you ever think you’re going mad? If so why? End of Story.”

“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 Belied the deathly silence that lay all around Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer, making for the sea In the lazy water meadow I lay me down All around me golden sun flakes settle on the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer, making for the sea In the lazy water meadow I lay me down All around me golden sun flakes covering the ground Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer, making for the sea

Gotta be crazy, you gotta be mean Gotta keep your shoes and your car clean Gotta keep smiling, you gotta keep fit You gotta keep drinking, you gotta eat shit You gotta be small to be a big shot Gotta eat meat to stay at the top You gotta be trusted, you gotta tell lies Gotta be able to narrow your eyes You gotta believe they gotta believe you Gotta appear easy to see through Gotta be sure you look good on TV Gotta resemble a human being You gotta keep one eye over your shoulder Gonna get harder as you get older Gotta fly south and hide in the sand Gotta forget that youre gonna get cancer And when you lose control Youll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows The bad blood slows and turns to stone And its too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown as you go down All alone Dragged down by the stone Youve gotta be sure, you gotta be quick Gotta divide the tame from the sick Gotta keep all of us docile and fit Gotta keep everyone buying this shit They gotta get you started early Processed by the time youre thirty You work like fuck until youre sixty-five And times your own until you die Gotta admit to a lot of confusion Pain in the head is the child of collusion Gotta resist this creeping malaise Gotta believe in the way you get out of the maze But you, you just keep on pretending You can tell a sucker from a friend But you still raise the knife Stranger, lover, friend and foe alike Who was born in a house full of pain Born in a house full of pain Who was sent out to play on his own Sent out to play on his own Who was raised on a diet of shame Raised on a diet of shame Who was trained not to spit in the fan Trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with bridle and bit Fitted with bridle and bit Who was given a seat in the stand Given a seat in the stand Who was forcing his way to the rail Forcing his way to the rail Who was offered a place on the board Offered a place on the board Who was only a stranger at home Only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone Dragged down by the stone

In yellow shoes I get the blues Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink Theres a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers In my paisley shirt I look a jerk And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight But oh oh my haircut looks so bad Vegetable man, where are you? So Ive changed my gear, and I find my knees And I covered them up with the latest cut And my pants and socks all point in a box They dont make long of my nylon socks The watch, black watch My watch with a black face And a big pin, a little hole And all the lot is what I got Its what I wear, its what you see It must be me, its what I am Vegetable man Ive been looking all over the place for a place for me But it aint anywhere, it just aint anywhere Vegetable man, vegetable man Hes the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can Vegetable man

In a churchyard by a river Lazing in the haze of midday Laughing in the grasses and the graves Yellow bird, you are not lone 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 reeds On a trip to Cirrus Minor Saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later

Breathe, breathe in the air Dont be afraid to care Leave, but dont leave me Look around Choose your own ground Long you live and high you fly And smiles youll give and tears youll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit run Dig that hole, forget the sun And when at last the work is done Dont sit down Its 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

One sound, one single sound One kiss, one single kiss A face outside the window pane However did it come to this? A man who ran: a child who cried A girl who heard, a voice that lied The sun that burned a fiery red The vision of an empty bed The use of force, he was so tough She’ll soon submit, she’s had enough The march of fate, the broken will Someone is lying very still He has laughed and he has cried He has fought and he has died He’s just the same as all the rest He’s not the worst, and 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 its course The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run As he fades into the setting sun

Speech has allowed the communication of ideas, enabling human beings to work together to build the impossible Mankinds greatest achievements have come about by talking Our greatest hopes could become reality in the future, with the technology at our disposal, the possibilities are unbounded All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket Feeling good at the top, shopping in sharp shoes Walking in the sunshine town Feeling very cool But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores Apples and oranges Apples and oranges Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly To meet the people, shes on time again And then I catch her by the eye, then I stop and have to think What a funny thing to do cause Im feeling very pink Apples and oranges Apples and oranges I love she She loves me See you See you See you Thought you might like to know Im her lorry driver man Shes on the run Down by the river side, feeding ducks in the afternoon tide Apples and oranges Apples and oranges Apples and oranges

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

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your pointers Waddle with apples to crunchy Mrs. Stores Shell be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter Flat tops of houses, mouses, houses Fiddle and Diddle sitting bat tat tat Watching the telly till all hours - telly time! Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your pointers Waddle with apples to crunchy Mrs. Stores Shell be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket

Boat rowing When the child-like view of the world went, nothing replaced it... Nothing replaced it… Nothing replaced it… I do not like being asked to... I do not like being asked to... I do not like being asked to... Other people replaced it... Someone who knows

Following the path as it leads towards The darkness in the north Weary stranger’s faces show their sympathy They’ve seen that hope before And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can’t delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can’t catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way Mist is swirling, creatures crawling Hear the roar get louder in your ears You know the folly was your own But the force behind can’t conquer all you fears And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can’t delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can’t catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way Throw your thoughts back many years To the time when love was life with every morning Perhaps a day will come When the lights will be as clear as on that morning And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can’t delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can’t catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way

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 Because I’m only coming along for the ride Well, you go your way I’ll go mine I don’t care if we get there on time Everybody’s searching for something, they say I’ll get my kicks on the way Over the mountains, across the sea Who knows what will be waiting for me? I could sail forever to strange sounding names Faces of people and places don’t change All I have to do is just close my eyes To see the seagulls wheeling in those far distant skies All I want to tell you, all I want to say Is count me in on the journey Don’t expect me to stay

Hey Eugene, this is Henry McClean And Ive finished my beautiful flying machine And Im ringing to say that Im leaving and maybe Youd like to fly with me and hide with me, baby Isnt it strange how little we change? Isnt it sad were insane? Playing the games that we know end in tears The games weve been playing for thousands and thousands And thousands and... Jumped into his cosmic flyer Pulled his plastic collar higher Light the fuse and stand right back He cried, This is my last goodbye Point me at the sky and let it fly Point me at the sky and let it fly Point me at the sky and let it fly And if you survive till two thousand and five I hope youre exceedingly thin For if you are stout you will have to breathe out While the people around you breathe in, breathe in Breathe in, breathe in... People pressing on my sides Is something that I hate And so is sitting down to eat With only little capsules on my plate Point me at the sky and let it fly Point me at the sky and let it fly Point me at the sky and let it fly And all weve got to say to you is goodbye Its time to go, better run and get your bags, its goodbye Nobody cry, its goodbye

Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far Shine on you crazy diamond Pile on many more layers and ill be joining you there Shine on you crazy diamond And well bask in the shadow of yesterdays 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!

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 that its 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? Dont worry, nobody lives forever Nobody lives forever

Last night I had too much to drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another drink What a way to spend that evening They all turn up with their friends Playing the game Theyre in the scene I should have been Far away Getting up, I feel as if I’m remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget The telephone rings and someone speaks She would very much like to go out to a show So what can I do? – I can’t think what to say She sees through anyway 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 Getting up, I feel as if I’m remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget

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

All is love, is all I am A ball is all I am Im 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 gloom Always need a little more room Whisper low, here I go I will see the sunshine show

Oh my, girl sitting in the sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you run Like that...... Oooh, dont talk to me Please, just fuck with me Please, you know Im feeling frail Its true, sun shining very bright Its you, who Im gonna love tonight Ice cream, taste good in the afternoon Ice cream, taste good if you eat it soon Oooh, dont touch me child Please, you know you drive me wild Please, you know Im feeling frail Dont try another cat Dont go where other you must know why Very, very, very frail Oh my, girl sitting in the sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you run Like that......

Im so afraid Of all the mistakes that Ive made Shaking every time that I awake I feel like a cardboard cut-out man So build me a time When the characters rhyme And the story line is kind Ive aged and aged since the first page Ive lived every line that you wrote Take me down, take me down From the shelf above your head And build me a time When the characters rhyme And the story line is kind I live where Im left On the shelf like the rest And the epilogue reads like a sad song Please pick up your camera And use me again And build me a time When the characters rhyme And the storyline is kind Yeaaaah!

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

Come in, sit down Can you show me where it hurts Try and tell me in your own words I must seem very old But I was young once too Ive seen many others like you I always say exactly the same thing 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 cant hear what youre saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now Ive got that feeling once again I cant explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb You have to pull yourself together You have to take it like a man You mustnt let it get your head down You should go out and do the town Theres no good moping here alone Feeling sorry for yourself Go and see what you can find Its Saturday night and you should unwind

Raving and drooling, I fell on his neck with a scream He had a whole lot of terminal shock in his eye Thats what you get for pretending the rest are not real Babbling and snapping at far away flies He will zig zag his way back through memories of boredom and pain How does it feel to be empty and angry and spaced Split up the middle between the illusion of safety in numbers And the fist in your face

Wasting my time Resting my mind And I’ll never pine For the sad days and the bad days When we was workin’ from nine to five And if you don’t mind I’ll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of the love in her eyes And if you don’t mind I’ll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of the love in her eyes

Pass the tequila, Manuel Listen, gringo, laugh at my lisp and I kill you I think This Spanish music It sets my soul on fire Lovely señorita Your eyes are like stars Your teeth are like pearls Your ruby lips

Listen all you girlies Even though I havent met you Gonna catch you soon In my butterfly net Youd better watch out Sometimes when I watch you I stretch out my hand to touch you Cause it drives my me wild To see you flutter by You butterfly I wont squeeze you dead Aiming through your head I just want your love I won’t write your name In Latin in a frame Cause framing is a chain Listen all you girlies Even though I havent met you Gonna catch you soon In my butterfly net Youd better watch out

You staggered away from those desperate days Leaving of a trail of fear and degradation Went downtown, he loitered around In front of the flea pit by the railway station Deep down next to his heart In the inside pocket of his cheap leather jacket He secretly fingers A dog-eared card that read Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl A beautiful girl looked down from the wall In a grimy frame beside the next attraction He hid in the queue with his tongue hanging out Staring up in silent admiration Deep down near my heart In the early hours from the lost world in the silver screen And the silent scream Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl You staggered away from those desperate days Leaving of a trail of fear and degradation Went downtown, he loitered around In front of the flea pit by the railway station Deep down next to his heart In the inside pocket of his cheap leather jacket He secretly fingers A dog-eared card that read Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl

It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet, sometime Everybody wakes, and in the morning Hot tea and cant stop yawning Pass the butter please Have you ever read the Daily Standard? Reading all about the plane thats landed Upside down? And no one knows what I did today There can be no other way But I would just like to say It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime Everybody cares about the weather And everybody should know better What a waste of time Everybody lives beneath the ceiling Living out a dream that sends them reeling To a distant place But no one knows what I did today There can be no other way But I would just like to say It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime It would be so nice It would be so nice It would be so nice To meet sometime

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain? Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a leading role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here Were 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

Following the path as it leads towards The darkness in the North Weary strangers faces show their sympathy Theyve seen that hope before But if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you, the night is beckoning And you know you cant delay You hear the night birds calling you But you cant catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way Mist is swirling, creatures crawling Hear the roar get louder in your ears You know, the folly was your own But the force behind cant conquer all your fears And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you, the night is beckoning And you know you cant delay You hear the night birds calling you But you cant catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way Pull your thoughts back many years To the time when there was life with every morning Perhaps a day will come When the light will be as clear as on that morning And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you, the night is beckoning And you know you cant delay You hear the night birds calling you But you cant catch the words they say Close your ears and eyes, be on your way

We dont need your adulation We dont need your starry gaze How the years have come between us You should have seen them in the early days Should have seen them in the early days All in all, its just another brick in the wall All in all, its just another brick in the wall They dont need your reminiscing They dont need your memories They dont want to hear whos missing You should have seen them when the boys were young You should have seen them when the boys were young All in all, its just another brick in the wall All in all, youre just another brick in the wall

There was a boy whose name was Jim His friends, they were very good to him They gave him tea, and cakes and jam And slices of delicious ham Oh Mother tell me more Whydyou have to leave me there Hanging in my infant air, waiting You only have to read the lines of Scribbly black and everything shines The chief defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of string At last he swallowed some which tied Itself in ugly knots inside Wondering and dreaming The words have different meanings Yes they did Finding she was left alone Went tiptoe to the telephone, 999 Summoned the immediate aid Of Londons Noble Fire Brigade For all the time spent in that room The dolls house darkness old perfume And fairy stories held me high On clouds of sunlight floating by Oh Mother tell me more Tell me more

Ooohhh Walk with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, baby you know Ooohhh Walk with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, love to Walk with me, Sydney, it’s a dark night Come on, come on, hold me tight Well, I’d love to, love to, love to But I got Flat feet, fallen arches Baggy knees and a broken frame Meningitis, peritonitis DTs and a washed-up brain … Ooohhh Roll with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, baby you know Ooohhh Roll with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, love to Roll with me, Sydney, it’s a dark night Come on, come on, hold me tight Well, I’d love to, love to, love to But I got Flat feet, fallen arches Baggy knees and a broken frame Meningitis, peritonitis DTs and a washed-up brain Ooohhh Walk with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, baby you know Ooohhh Walk with me, Sydney I’d love to, love to, love to, love to Walk with me, Sydney, it’s a dark night Come on, come on, hold me tight Well, I’d love to, love to, love to But I got Flat feet, fallen arches Baggy knees and a broken frame Meningitis, peritonitis DTs and a washed-up brain

Leave when I ask you to leave, Lucy Please fall away from me, Lucy Oh, go, little girl See that Im so broken up about you, Lucy Mean treatin me and done me harm, Lucy Been in love with you and your charms, Lucy Oh, go, little girl Im in love with you, Lucy You got my heart, you got my heart, oh no You tear me apart, you just wont let me go You hold on so tight, so tight I just cant breathe Now Lucy leave, Lucy Leave when I ask you to leave, little girl Please fall away from me, little girl Yeah, go, little girl See that Im so broke up about you, Lucy Yeah, girl

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 summery And no one call us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and something tries 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 No one speaks and no one tries No one flies around the sun Darkness every day you fall Upon my waking eyes Inciting and inviting me to rise And through the window in the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning And no one sings me lullabies And no one makes me close my eyes So I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky

I dont need no education I dont need no flexophone Your dark sarcasm in the classroom So teacher leave them kids alone All in all youre just another brick in the wall

Schoolboy, schoolboy, did you hear what I said? How am I supposed to make you see the light? Its hard enough to sleepwalk through the day Without some creepy little boy like you Bombarding my lonely shell Glimpses of half-open doors Gleams in the night that I might well have followed myself Teacher, teacher, you might as well be dead All those years you tried to suck my brain away It was hard enough to drag myself from bed Without some crazy lunatic like you Bombarding my still softshell Sticks and stones that you found lying around In the pile of unspeakable feelings, you found When you turn back the stone Turned over the stone Of your own disappointment Back home

Well, Im a King Bee Buzzing around your hive Yes, Im a King Bee, child Buzzing around your hive I can make good honey Let me come inside Im young and able To buzz all night long You know Im young and able To buzz all night long When you hear me buzz, little girl You know some stingings going on Ill sting Well, Im a King Bee Can buzz all night long Yes Im a King Bee Can buzz all night long Well, I buzz better baby When your man is gone

Could I have eggs, sausage, chips & beans and a tea? So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change 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 Were 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

Bo Diddley was a private eye Hand was fast and his I.Q. high D.A. said Double O, you wont last Slow down boy, you living too fast Well, Double O had a Cadillac Machine guns and a bullet-proof back Engine taken from a 707 Sounds like a sure way to get into heaven In his pocket, 5 pounds of lead Keep Bo Diddley from getting dead Another thing helped Bo keeping alive Was a snub-nosed, Smith And Wesson, Colt 45 Well, Bo drank gallons of rye and bourbon Martinis dry, and you better serve them Martini so dry, the shaker burst Bo keeled on his side and died of thirst

In a while I find the time to make the sunshine mine In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky Wheeling, soaring, gliding by Wheeling, soaring, gliding by

Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond! Now theres a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond! You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on, you target for faraway laughter Come on, you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon You cried for the moon Shine on you crazy diamond! Threatened by shadows at night And exposed in the light Shine on you crazy diamond! Well you wore out your welcome with random precision Rode on the steel breeze Come on you raver, you seer of visions Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! Nobody knows where you are How near or how far Shine on you crazy diamond Pile on many more layers And I’ll be joining you there Shine on you crazy diamond And we’ll bask in the shadow of yesterday’s triumph And sail on the steel breeze Come on you boy child, you winner and loser Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!

Remember me Ive been here before Remember me Ive been here before Cant you see Im gonna stick around some more Cant you see I want some love from you Cant you see I want some love from you Dont go away now Ive got something to give to you Ill try to be As good as gold to you Try to be As good as gold to you But dont blame me, girl If Im far from cold to you Remember me Ive been here before Remember me Ive been here before Dont go away now Come and stick around some more Yeah