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Pink Floyd lyrics
Album: The Piper at the Gates of Dawn [1967]

| Astronomy Domine |
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Lime and limpid green the second
scene
The fights between the blue you once knew
Floating down
the sound resounds
Around the icy waters
underground
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the
run
Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten
Winding
signs flap
Flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow
Stairways
scare and death rules there
Blindman limpid green the
sound
Surrounds the icy waters on the
Lime and limpid green
the sound
Surrounds the icy waters underground |
| Lucifer Sam |
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Lucifer Sam saw your cat
Always sitting
by your side
Always by your side
That cat's something I can't
explain
Jennifer Gentle you're the witch
You're the left
side, he's the right side
Oh no
That cat's something I can't
explain
Wouldn't say we're going to see
Me a hip cat, me a
ship's cat
Somewhere, anywhere
That cat's something I can't
explain
The night is crawling, shifting sand
Hiding around on
the ground
He'll be bound when you're around
That cat's
something I can't explain |
| Matilda Mother |
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There was a king who ruled the land
His
Majesty was in command
With silver eyes the scarlet
eagle
Showered silver on the people
Oh mother tell me
more
Why'd you have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant
chair
Waiting
You only have to read the lines
They're
scribbled in black and everything shines
Across the stream
with wooden shoes
Bells to tell the king the news
A thousand
misty riders climb up
Higher once upon a time
Wandering
and dreaming
The words had different meanings
Yes they
did
For all the time spent in that view
In doll's house
darkness' old perfume
And fairy-stories held me high
On clouds
of sunlight floating by
Oh mother tell me more
Tell me
more |
| Flaming |
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Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an
eiderdown
Yippie, you can't see me
But I can you
Lazing
in the foggy dew
Sitting on a unicorn
No fear, you can't hear
me
But I can you
Watching buttercups cuff the
light
Sleeping on a dandelion
Too much, I won't touch
you
But then I might
Screaming through the scarlet
sky
Travelling by telephone
Hey, ho here we go
Ever so
high. |
| Take Up Thy Stethoscope
And Walk |
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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 |
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I want to tell you a story
About a little
man
If I can
A gnome named Crimble Cromble
And little
gnomes stay in their homes
Eating sleeping drinking their
wine
He wore a scarlet tunic
A blue-green hood
It
looked quite good
He had a big adventure
Amidst the
grass
Fresh air at last
Wining dining biding his
time
And then one day hurray
Another way for the gnomes to
say hurray
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it
good
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it
good
Winding finding places to go. |
| Chapter 24 |
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A movement is accomplished in six
stages
And the seventh brings return
The seven is the number
of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by
one
Change returns success
Going and coming without
error
Action brings good fortune
Sunset, sunrise
The
time is with the month of winter solstice
When the change is due
to come
Thunder in the early course of heaven
Things cannot be
destroyed once and all for all. |
| The Scarecrow |
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The black and green scarecrow as everyone
knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and swore
Everywhere he
didn't care
He stood in a field where barley grows
His
head did no thinking, his arms didn't move
Except when the wind
cut up and mice ran
Around on the ground
He stood in a field
where barley grows
The black and green scarecrow was sadder
than me
But now he's resigned to his fate 'cause life's
not
Unkind, he doesn't mind
He stood in a field where barley
grows |
| Bike |
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I've got a bike, you can ride if you
like
It's got a basket, a bell that rings
And things to make
it look good
I'd give it to you if I could
But I borrowed
it
You're the kind of girl
That fits in with my
world
I'll give you anything, everything
If you want a
thing
I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke
There's a
tear up the front, it's red and black
I've had it for
months
If you think it could look good
Then I guess it
should
I know a mouse and he hasn't got a house
I don't
know why I call him Gerald
He's getting rather old but he's a
good mouse
I've got a clan of gingerbread men
Here a man,
there a man, lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish,
they're on the dish
I know a room of musical tunes
Some
wine, some gin, most of them are clock work
Let's go into the
other room and make them work
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