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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 Layne Now he’s caught – a nasty sort of

Bike

I’ve got a bike. You can ride it if you like.It’s got a basket, a bell that rings andThings 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, ev’rything if you want things.I’ve got a

Bike

I’ve got a bike. You can ride it if you like.It’s got a basket, a bell that rings andThings 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, ev’rything if you want things.I’ve got a

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

Take Up Thy Stethescope And Walk

Doctor doctor!I’m in bedAchin’ headGold is leadChoke on breadUnderfedGold is leadJesus bledPain is redAre goonGrow goGreasy spoonYou swoonJune bloomMusic seems to help the painSeems to cultivate the brain.Doctor kindly tell your wife thatI’m alive – flowers thrive – realize – realizeRealize.

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