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| 1. |
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"I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been
over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..." "I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..." |
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| 2. |
| 2:46 |
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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 |
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| 3. |
| 3:35 |
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female announcer, announcing flights at airport, including 'Rome' Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!
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| 4. |
| 7:05 |
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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch to the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one dayfind ten years have got behind you NO one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say. |
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| 5. |
| 4:44 |
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"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime." "If you can hear this whispering you are dying." "I never said I was frightened of dying." |
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| 6. |
| 6:32 |
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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 fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie Money so they say Is the root of all evil today But if you ask for a rise it's no surpries that they're giving none away. |
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| 7. |
| 7:41 |
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Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men Me, and you God only knows it's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, and the lines on the map moved from side to side Black and blue And who knows which is which and who is who Up and down And in the end it's only round and round and round Haven't you heard it's a battle of words the poster bearer cried Listen son, said the man with the gun There's room for you inside Down and out It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about Out of the way, it's a busy day I've got things on my mind For want of the price of a tea and a slice The old man died. |
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| 8. |
| 3:26 | 
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| 9. |
| 3:51 |
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The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change you re-arrange me 'till I'm sane You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band your'e in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. |
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| 10. |
| 2:03 |
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All that you touch
All that you see All that you taste All you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save All that you give All that you deal All tha you buy beg, borrow or steal All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say All that you eat everyone you meet All that you slight everyone you fight All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon. |
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