SongBook - Pink Floyd

Arnold Layne
Bike
Brain Damage
Fat Old Sun
Free Four
Grantchester Meadows
If
Julia Dream
Matilda Mother
Remember A Day
Scarecrow
See Emily Play
Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun
The Gnome
Time

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Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines
They suit him fine

On the wall hang a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through, baby blue
He got it

Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same
It takes two to know, two to know,
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne

Now he's caught a nasty sort of person
They gave him time, doors bang chaingang
He hate it

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne,

Arnold Layne, don't do it again

Syd Barrett
"Relics" - 1971 (1967)

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Bike

I've got a bike. You can ride it 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 things.

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.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

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.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

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.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a room of musical tunes. Some wine, some gin.
Most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.

Syd Barrett
"The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn" - 1967

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Brain Damage

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 you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the Moon.

"The Dark Side Of The Moon" - 1973

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Fat Old Sun

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
summer evenin' birds are calling.
Summer's thunder time of year,
the sound of music in my ears.
Distant bells, new-mown grass smells so sweet.
By the river holding hands,
roll me up and lay me down.

And if you sit, don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
the silver sound from a time so strange,
sing to me, sing to me.

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
summer evenin' birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
the last sunlight disappears.

And if you sit, don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
the silver sound from a time so strange,
sing to me, sing to me.

David Gilmour
"Atom Heart Mother" - 1970

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Free Four

One two three four

The memories of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime
You shuffle in the gloom of the sick room
And talk to yourself as you die

Life is a short warm moment
And death is a long cold rest
You get your chance to try
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
And I can tell you 'cause I know
You may find it hard to get off

But you are the angel of death
And I am the dead man's son
He was buried like a mole in a fox-hole
And everyone's still on the run

And who is the master of foxhounds
And who says the hunt is begun
And who calls the tune in the court-room
And who beats the funeral drum

"Obscured By Clouds" - 1972

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Grantchester Meadows

Icy wind of night, be gone, this is not your domain.
In the sky a bird was heard to cry.
Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds
Belied a deathly silence that lay all around.

Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog-fox
Gone to ground.
See the splashing of the kingfisher
Flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees,
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer
Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow I lay me down.
All around me, golden sunflakes settle on the ground,
Basking in the sunshine of a by-gone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room.

Roger Waters
"Ummagumma" - 1969

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If

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man,
I'd talk with you more often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane,
Please don't put your wires in my brain.

If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a book, I would bend.
If I were a good man,
I'd understand the spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane,
Will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.
If I were a good man,
I'd talk to you more often than I do.

Roger Waters
"Atom Heart Mother" - 1970

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Julia Dream

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.

Roger Waters
"Relics" - 1971 (1968)

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Matilda Mother

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 live 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.

Syd Barrett
"The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn" - 1967

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Remember A Day

Remember a day before today,
A day when you were young.
Free to play along with time;
Evening never comes.

Sing song that can't be sung
Without the morning's kiss.
Queen you shall be if you wish.
Look for your king.

Why can't we play today?
Why can't we stay that way?

Climb your favourite 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.

Rick Wright
"A Saucerful Of Secrets" - 1968

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Scarecrow

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 resighed to his fate, 'cause life's not
Unkind, he doesn't mind.
He stood in a field where barley grows.

Syd Barrett
"The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn" - 1967

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See Emily Play

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.

Syd Barrett
"Relics" - 1971 (1967)

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Set The Controls For The Heart
Of The Sun

Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble in the dawn
Notices leaning 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
The moment your flaw is run to your shadow
Notice the shadow that reopens the wine

Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun

What is the Man who raves of the wall
Breaking the shape of his questions forever
When the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson I give him

Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun

Roger Waters
"A Saucerful Of Secrets" - 1968

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The Gnome

I want to tell you a story
About a little man
If I can.
A gnome named Grimble Grumble.
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 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.

And then one day - hooray!
Another way for gnomes to say
Hurray.

"The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn" - 1967

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Time

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 the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
ten years have got behing 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
behing 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.

"The Dark Side Of The Moon- 1973

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