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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:53 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:53 pm | |
| Hello, Is there anybody out 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 only 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 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'll keep you going through the show Come on its time to go There is no pain, you are recading A distant ship 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:54 pm | |
| 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 bull 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 surprise that they're giving none away, away, away | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:54 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:55 pm | |
| 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. | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:55 pm | |
| 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? | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:55 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:56 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:56 pm | |
| 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. | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:56 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:57 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:57 pm | |
| 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 | |
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Djurdja~Drogenmädchen Spammer
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:57 pm | |
| 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! | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:58 pm | |
| 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... From: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:58 pm | |
| 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 From: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:59 pm | |
| Wish You Were Here lyrics Comfortably Numb lyrics Shine on You Crazy Diamond lyrics Learning to Fly lyrics Hey You lyrics High Hopes lyrics Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2) lyrics Money lyrics On the Turning Away lyrics Run Like Hell lyrics From: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:59 pm | |
| Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your 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 all right 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 traveling 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 surprise that they're giving none away
HuHuh! I was in the right! Yes, absolutely in the right! I certainly was in the right! You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising! Yeah! Why does anyone do anything? I don't know, I was really drunk at the time! I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Tue Mar 09, 2010 11:59 pm | |
| 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 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here. | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:00 am | |
| We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just 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 those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:00 am | |
| Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg He won it in the war, in 1944. Corporal Clegg had a medal too In orange, red, and blue He found it in the zoo. Dear, dear were they really sad for me? Dear, dear will they really laugh at me? Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him. Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin. Corporal Clegg umbrella in the rain He's never been the same No one is to blame Corporal Clegg recieved his medal in a dream From Her Majesty the queen His boots were very clean. Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin. | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:01 am | |
| It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here And I'm much obliged to you for making it clear That I'm not here. And I never knew we could be so thick And I never knew we 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 wondering who could be writing this song. I don't care if the sun don't shine And I don't care if nothing is mine And I don't care if 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. | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:01 am | |
| Remember a day before today A day when you were young. Free to play alone with time Evening never came. Sing a song that can't be sung Without the morning's kiss Queen - 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 favorite 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 Blow away Blow away Remember Remember | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:01 am | |
| Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Novices lean on each other in yearning Under the leaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the sun Over the mountain watching the watcher Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine One inch of love is one inch of shadow Love is the shadow that ripen's the wine Set the controls for the heart of the sun The heart of the sun The heart of the sun Witness the man who raves at the wall Making the shape of his question to heaven Whether the sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lesson of giving Set the controls for the heart of the sun The heart of the sun The heart of the sun | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:02 am | |
| 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 on a point of flame Made contact with the human race at Mildenhall
Now, now, now is the time - time
Time to be - be - be aware
Carter's father saw him there and
Knew the road revealed to him The living soul of .....
Oh, my, something in my eye - eye Something in the sky - sky Waiting there for me
The outer lock rolled slowly back The service men were heard to sigh For there revealed in glowing robes Was Lucy in the sky
Oh - oh - did you ever know - know Never ever will they I cannot say
Something in his cosmic art And glowing slightly from his toes
The psychic and the nations fly | |
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| Subject: Re: Pink Floyd Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:04 am | |
| Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or 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 Sundayafternoon 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 | |
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