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Pink Floyd lyrics
Album: Singles and Other Rare Songs

| Arnold Layne |
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(Barrett)
Arnold Layne had a strange
hobby Collecting clothes Moonshine washing line They suit
him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see
through baby blue Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes
two to know Two to know, two to know Why can't you
see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold
Layne
Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person. They gave
him time Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it Oh, Arnold
Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to
know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold
Layne, Arnold Layne
Don't do it again |
| Candy And A Currant
Bun |
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(Barrett)
Oh my, girl sitting in the
sun Go buy, candy and a currant bun I like, to see you
run Like that......
Oooh, don't talk to me Please just
fuck with me Please you know I'm feeling frail
It's true,
sun shining very bright It's you, who I'm gonna love
tonight Ice cream, taste good in the afternoon Ice cream,
taste good if you eat it soon
Oooh, don't touch me
child Please you know you drive me wild Please you know I'm
feeling frail
Don't try another cat Don't 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...... |
| See Emily Play |
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(Barrett)
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 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 |
| Apples And
Oranges |
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(Barrett)
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 She's 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 I'm feeling very pink Apples and
oranges Apples and oranges
I love she She loves
me See you See you
Thought you might to know I'm the
lorry driver man She's on the run Down by the river
side feeding ducks by the afternoon tide (quack
quack) Apples and oranges Apples and oranges Apples and
oranges |
| Paint Box |
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(Wright)
Last night I had too much to
drink Sitting in a club with so many fools Playing to
rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another
drink Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink
What a way
to spend that evening They all turn up with their
friends Playing the game But in the scene I should have
been Far away Away - away - away - away - away Getting up,
I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to
an empty room Then I forget
The telephone rings and
someone speaks She would very much like to go out to a show So
what can I do - I can't think what to say She sees through
anyway Away - away - away - away - away
Out of the front
door I go Traffic's moving rather slow Arriving late, there
she waits Looking very angry, as cross as she can be Be - a -
be - a - be - a - be - a - be Getting up, I feel as if I'm
remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty
room Then I forget |
| It Would Be So
Nice |
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(Wright)
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
can't stop yawning Pass the butter please. Have you ever read
the Daily Standard? Reading all about the plane that's
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 |
| Julia Dream |
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(Waters)
Sunlight bright upon my
pillow Lighter than an eiderdown Will she let the weeping
willow Wind his branches round Julia dream, dreamboat queen,
queen of all my dreams Every night I turn the light
out
Waiting for the velvet bride Will the scaly
armadillo Find me where I'm hiding Julia dream, dreamboat
queen, queen of all my dreams Will the misty master break
me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps
catch me Am I really dying Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen
of all my dreams |
| Point Me At The
Sky |
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(Waters)
Hey, Eugene, This is
Henry McClean And I've 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 change Isn't it sad
we're insane Playing the games that we know and in tears The
games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and
....
Pointing to the cosmic glider "Pull this plastic
glider higher Light the fuse and stand right back" He cried
"This is my last goodbye."
Point me at the sky and tell it
fly Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky
and tell 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
People pressing on might say It's something that I hate
to say I'm slipping down to eat the ground A little refuge on
my brain
Point me at the sky and tell it fly Point me at
the sky and tell it fly Point me at the sky and tell it
fly
And all we've got to say to you is goodbye It's time
to go, better run and get your bags, it's goodbye Nobody cry,
it's goodbye Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbye...... |
| Careful With That Axe,
Eugene |
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(Waters, Wright, Mason,
Gilmour)
(Instrumental)
Unreleased songs |
| Scream Thy Last
Scream |
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(Barrett)
Scream thy last scream old
woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your
pointers What'll be to crunch in your sisters She'll be
scrubbing bubbles on all fours
Scream thy last scream old
woman with a casket Fling your arms madly old lady with a
daughter Flack chap chau fauses, mouses, houses Flittin and
hittin and fittin quack quack
Watching the teley till all
hours big 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 What'll be
coming to crunch in your sisters She'll be scrubbing bubbles on
all fours
Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket |
| Vegetable Man |
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(Barrett)
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 There's a kind of stink
about blue velvet trousers In my paisley shirt I look a
jerk And my turquoise waistcoast is quite out of sight But oh
oh my haircut looks so bad Vegetable man how are you?
So
I've changed my dear, 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 don't 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, It's what I wear, it's
what you see, It must be me, it's what I am, Vegetable
man.
I've been looking all over the place for a place for
me, But it ain't anywhere, it just ain't anywhere. Vegetable
man, vegetable man, He's the kind of person, you just gonna see
him if you can, Vegetable man. |
| Lucy Leave |
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(Barrett)
Leave, when I ask you to
leave, Lucy Please, far away from me, Lucy Oh, go little
girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you, Lucy Mean, treat me
and done me harm, Lucy Been, in love with you and your charms,
Lucy Oh, go little girl I'm in love with you, Lucy
You
got my heart You got my heart, oh no! You tear me apart You
just won't let me go You hold on so tight, so tight I just can't
breath Now Lucy leave, Lucy
Leave, when I ask you to
leave, little girl Please, far away from me, little girl Yeah!
go little girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you,
Lucy Yeah! Go. |
| King Bee |
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(Slim Harpo (1957))
Well, I'm a King
Bee Buzzing around your hive Yes, I'm a King Bee,
child Buzzing around your hive
I can make good
honey Let me come inside I'm young and able To buzz all
night long You know I'm young and able To buzz all night
long
When you hear me buzz, little girl You know some
stinging's going on (Well, buzz some) I'll sting
(yeah)
Well, I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long Yes
I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long
Well, I buzz better
baby, When your man is gone. |
| Biding My Time |
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(Waters) (released only on
Relics)
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 her
eyes. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the
fire side In the warm light of her eyes. |
| Embryo |
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(Waters)
(released only on
Works)
All this 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 glow,
Always need a little more
room. Waiting here, Seems like years, Never see 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 glow, Always need a little more
room. Whisper low Here I go, I will see the sunshine
show. . ["Hollywood," "Theme (Beat Version)" and "Seabirds"
are all unreleased songs from the More sessions. It is
not known if they were ever recorded, but they were
copyrighted.] |
| Hollywood |
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(Gilmour)
(Instrumental) |
| Theme (Beat
Version) |
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(Waters, Mason, Wright,
Gilmour)
(Instrumental) |
| Seabirds |
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(Waters)
Mightly waves come crashing
down, The spray is lashing high into the eagle's eye Shrieking
as it cuts the devil wind, is calling sailors to the deep But
I can hear the sound of seabirds in my ear Surf is high an' the
sea is awash An' a haze of candy floss, glitter and beads Rock
that we sat on and watched in the sun That was hot to
touch And the sea was emerald green I can hear the sound of
seabirds in my ear And I can see you smile Surf comes rushing
up the beach Now will it reach the castle waal and will it
fall Catfish dappled silver flashing Dogfish puffing bubbles
in my deep
Zabriskie Point outtakes |
| Fingal's Cave |
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(Instrumental) |
| Oneone |
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(Instrumental) |
| Rain In The
Country |
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(Instrumental) |
| Mademoiselle
Knobs |
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(Waters, Gilmour, Mason, Wright) (From
the Pompeii film)
(Instrumental)
Zabriskie Point |
| Heart Beat, Pig
Meat |
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(Waters, Gilmour, Mason,
Wright)
(Instrumetal) |
| Crumbling Land |
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(Waters, Gilmour, Mason, Wright)
In a
while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine In a smile I
saw a single needle in the sky Wheeling, soaring, gliding
by
On a hill a little man with many shining things Shiny
pool, a shiny car and shiny diamond rings Wining, dining, shining
king
And the eagle flies in clear blue skys Breathing in
the clear blue air Back here on the ground another dealer coughs
and dies And fifty more come rolling off The Ford production
line
Then a man appearing like up in our on the sand In
his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land Screaming,
scheming, movie man
Here we go, hold your nose and see if
something blows Close your eyes, count to ten and see the sunrise
rise Climbing, higher, to the sky
Climbing all the birds a
lake the dove the lies On the finger of the king On high the
eagle spies the glitter of a gun And wheeling in a climbing turn
he flies into the sun |
| Come In Number 51, Your
Time Is Up |
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(Waters, Gilmour, Mason,
Wright)
(Instrumental)
Songs only in the Wall
movie : |
| What Shall We Do
Now? |
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(Waters)
What shall we use to fill
the empty spaces Where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out
across the 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. |
| When The Tigers Broke
Free (Waters) |
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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 bridgehead 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 around. There was frost in the
ground When the tigers broke free. And no one survived From
the Royal Fusiliers Company C. They 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.
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| The Tide is Turning |
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I used to think the world was flat
Rarely threw my hat into the crowd
I felt I had used up my quota of yearning
Used to look in on the children at night
In the glow of their Donald Duck light
And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning
Satellite buzzing through the endless night
Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights
Jesus Christ imagine what it must be earning
Who is the strongest, who is the best
Who holds the aces, the East or the West
This is the crap our children are learning
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Now the satellite's confused
'Cos on Saturday night
The airwaves were full of compassion and light
And his silicon heart warmed
To the sight of a billion candles burning
Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning
Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Billy
I'm not saying that the battle is won
But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the War Lords
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Sylvester
The tide is turning.
"That's it!"
[Morse Code:]
"Now the past is over but you are not alone Together we'll fight Sylvester Stallone We will not be dragged down in his South China Sea of macho bullshit and mediocrity"
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