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Message: <blockquote data-quote="john" data-source="post: 4462" data-attributes="member: 86">"Arnold Layne"Arnold Layne had a strange hobbyCollecting clothesMoonshine washing lineThey suit him fineOn the wall hung a tall mirrorDistorted view, see through baby blueOh, Arnold LayneIt's not the same, takes two to knowTwo to know, two to knowWhy can't you see?Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold LayneNow he's caught - a nasty sort of personThey gave him timeDoors bang - chain gang - he hates itOh, Arnold LayneIt's not the same, takes two to knowTwo to know, two to knowWhy can't you see?Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold LayneDon't do it again"Fearless"You say the hill's too steep to climbChidingYou say you'd like to see me tryClimbingYou pick the place and I'll choose the timeAnd I'll climb the hill in my own wayJust wait a while for the right dayAnd as I rise aboveThe tree-line and the cloudsI look downHear the soundOf the things you said todayFearlessly the idiot faced the crowdSmilingMerciless the magistrate turns 'roundFrowningAnd who's the fool who wears the crownGo down in your own wayAnd everyday is the right dayAnd as you rise aboveThe fear-lines in his browYou look downHear the soundOf the faces in the crowd"Brain Damage"("Works" Version)The lunatic is on the grassThe lunatic is on the grassRemembering games and daisy chains and laughsGot to keep the loonies on the pathThe lunatic is in the hallThe lunatics are in my hallThe paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings moreAnd if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings tooI'll see you on the dark side of the moonThe lunatic is in my headThe lunatic is in my headYou raise the blade, you make the changeYou re-arrange me 'til I'm saneYou lock the door and throw away the keyThere's someone in my head but it's not me.And if the cloud bursts thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hearAnd if the band you're in starts playing different tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon"Eclipse"All that you touchAnd all that you seeAll that you tasteAll you feelAnd all that you loveAnd all that you hateAll you distrustAll you saveAnd all that you giveAnd all that you dealAnd all that you buy,Beg, borrow or stealAnd all you createAnd all you destroyAnd all that you doAnd all that you sayAnd all that you eatAnd everyone you meetAnd all that you slightAnd everyone you fightAnd all that is nowAnd all that is goneAnd all that's to comeAnd everything under the sun is in tuneBut the sun is eclipsed by the moon.There is no dark side of the moon, really.Matter of fact, it's all dark."Free Four"One two three four!The memories of a man in his old ageAre the deeds of a man in his prime.You shuffle in the gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself as you die.Life is a short warm momentAnd death is a long cold rest.You get your chance to tryIn 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.But mind how you go.I can tell you, 'cause I know.You may find it hard to get off.You are the angel of deathAnd I am the dead man's son.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 ageAre the deeds of a man in his prime.You shuffle in the gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself as you die.</blockquote>

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