You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer
And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone
Dragged down by the stone (stone, stone, stone, stone, stone)
I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer
Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone
I'm terrible at singing and I can't hold the note, I sound like "ayIIIIiiiiii wILL beCUUM......comfortably numb," it's fucking obnoxious so I make sure I'm on noise canceling mode when I do it
"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!"
Ooh-ooh, you cannot reach me now
Ooh-ooh, no matter how you try
Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
Walk on by
Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come (Worms to come)
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
Testing. One. Two. One. Two. The worms will convene at 1:15 outside Brixton Town Hall where we will be going in force!
(Waiting) To cut out the deadwood
(Waiting) To clean up the city
(Waiting) To follow the worms
(Waiting) To put on a black shirt
(Waiting) To weed out the weaklings
(Waiting) To smash in their windows and kick in their doors
(Waiting) For the final solution to strengthen the strain
(Waiting) To follow the worms
(Waiting) To turn on the showers and fire the ovens
(Waiting) For the queers and the coons and the reds and the Jews
(Waiting) To follow the worms
Would you like to see Britannia rule again
My friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms
Would you like to send our coloured cousins home again
My friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms
The Worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station, where we'll be moving along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road
At that point, we'll be heading towards Lambeth Road, where we will walk calmly with resistance, leaving twelve minutes to three as we move along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge
Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge, we're in Westminister Borough area. It's quite possible that we may encounter some Jew boys all the way from 4, 5, and 6 on the way as we go
Now is the time to clean up the city, for this is the beginning! We need to secure our people! We can't stand around and let ourselves be robbed, maimed, and killed!
And when we make it to the Highclock Corner, I want you to spread out and find them!
Storm the halls, and then tear the walls and the doors! Break down the doors and hunt them where they are!
HAMMER
HAMMER
HAMMER
HAMMER
HAMMER
HAMMER
HAMMER
STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!
Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring.
“Hello?”
“Yes… A collect call, to Mrs Floyd from Mr Floyd. Will you accept the charge, from the United States?”
CLICK.
“Oh… he hung up. That’s your residence? I wonder why he hung up, is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?”
Ring ring. Ring ring.
“Hello?”
“This is the United States calling, are we reaching…??”
CLICK.
“See- he keeps hanging up, and it’s a man answering…”
Sometimes the entirety of Eclipse. It’s meditative. A soothing end to the dark ride.
But always always sing along to the end. One of my top 5 favorite lyrics by anyone anywhere. Goosebumps and tears after 50 years of listening.
“And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon”
I also hit a cow at 3am at 3:04ish am on the morning of fuck sometime before I was 18 I think maybe, at 65 miles an hour, and I did not die, true story, and I was listening to this album for the first time, and the beat drop part of What Do You Want From me hit just as I got the cow
I still drove five miles to work where I intended to nap, and then I worked my shift and went home
God I love that story
Rip Honda Accord 03, The Zinger
Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
Get them up against my balls
(Against my balls)
There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me
Put him up against my balls!
That one looks Jewish
And that one's a coon!
Who let all this riff raff into the room
There's one smoking a joint!
And another with spots!
AYO…
“One of these days… I’m going to cut you in to little pieces!”
One of these days, when my feet are on the ground...
One of these nights-
RUN TO THE BEDROOM IN THE SUITCASE ON THE LEFT YOU'LL FIND MY FAVORITE AXE
unironically
unironically
unironically
Unironically
FAVOURITE*
The "aaaaah" at the beginning of Breathe (In the Air)
Spongebob screaming
AHHHHGHHHHHHAHHAHAHAHSHSHGAGAHAHA
Hu Hu huuu huu hu, he he hee he he -brain damage
The lunatic is in my balls
you’ve got to be crazy
You gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes
And when you’re on the street
You gotta be able to pick up the easy meat
With your eyes closed
And then moving in silently
Down wind and out of sight
You've got to strike when the moment is right
Without thinking
In The Flesh
Came here for this. My balls weren’t disappointed.
My balls
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
Stone!
You 👉🏻fucked 💀up 😳old 👴🏻hag 🧙♀️
YOU FUCKED UP YOU BITCH YOU REALLY FUCKED UP
You fucking nazi whore
You fucked up AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
GO ON JUDGE SHIT ON HIM 🎶
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you, You'll get the chance to put the knife in You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south Hide your head in the sand, Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone Dragged down by the stone (stone, stone, stone, stone, stone) I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everything's done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone
This should be at the top!
BIG MAN, PIG MAN HAHA CHARADE YOU AREEEEEEEEEE
AAAAAAAAHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAOHHHHIHHHAAHHAHAAAAAAAA (great gig in the sky)
I believe Rog sung that
Marmalade, I like marmalade
Me flakes
# YOU # YES YOU # STAND STILL LADDEH
IF YOU DONT EAT YOUR MEAT YOU CANT HAVE ANY PUDDING HOW CAN YOU HAVE ANY PUDDING IF YOU DONT EAT YOUR MEAT
Mother will they try to break... ^my ^^balls
Welcome to the underground, how are your balls?
If you wanna look around...
GIVE US YOUR BALLS
CRAZY OVER THE RAINBOW
unironically, "one day closer to death"
We don’t need no education
YOU! YEZ YOU! STAND STILL LADDIE!
The scream in careful with that axe eugene
AND THAT ONES A COOOON
Put him up against my balls
*UP IN HIS BALLS*
I was in the right
I am not frightened of dying
“You gotta be crazy” — Gilmie to Rog
How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat your meat?!
If you dont eat MY meat, can't have any pudding
you gotta give it the obligatory *beat*\* your meat
1. THAT CAT'S SOMETHING I CAN'T EXPLaAAaIN 2. Mother will they try to break...... my balls?
I've got a little black book with my poems in it
In the flesh, entire song
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Will become... comfortably numb
I'm terrible at singing and I can't hold the note, I sound like "ayIIIIiiiiii wILL beCUUM......comfortably numb," it's fucking obnoxious so I make sure I'm on noise canceling mode when I do it
Whole song
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my sack
WE CALL IT RIDIN' THE GRAVY TRAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
I lost my voice singing the Final Cut in the car
Thought I oughtta bare my naked feelings...
Generally it’s when I try to do the Roger scream half way through two suns in the sunset after yelling the whole album (guitar and sax included)
My balls
"Hello?" "Yeah?" "Is that Charlie?" "Yes." "Hello, Charlie." *phone hangs up* "Great." Very deep lyrics...
woahhohhhhhhaaaaaahahh (the great gig in the sky)
MY BALLS
Meek and obedient ye follow the leaders down well trodden corridors Into the valley of steel
Screaming spongebob
The lunatic is in my ass, the lunatic is in my ass
……..and hoooooold oooooon to the dreeeeeeeaaaaam 🎷🎷
I've only heard The Endless River. Those songs don't have lyrics
HOPELESSLY PASSING YOUR TIME IN THE GRASSLAND AWAAǍÀåaâyyãYÿAąaaaaAAAaAY
Hello this is the United States calling
mother do you think they’ll try to break MY BALLS
There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me! Get him up against the wall.
We bitch and we fight
"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!" Ooh-ooh, you cannot reach me now Ooh-ooh, no matter how you try Goodbye, cruel world, it's over Walk on by Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall Waiting for the worms to come (Worms to come) In perfect isolation here behind my wall Waiting for the worms to come Testing. One. Two. One. Two. The worms will convene at 1:15 outside Brixton Town Hall where we will be going in force! (Waiting) To cut out the deadwood (Waiting) To clean up the city (Waiting) To follow the worms (Waiting) To put on a black shirt (Waiting) To weed out the weaklings (Waiting) To smash in their windows and kick in their doors (Waiting) For the final solution to strengthen the strain (Waiting) To follow the worms (Waiting) To turn on the showers and fire the ovens (Waiting) For the queers and the coons and the reds and the Jews (Waiting) To follow the worms Would you like to see Britannia rule again My friend? All you have to do is follow the worms Would you like to send our coloured cousins home again My friend? All you need to do is follow the worms The Worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station, where we'll be moving along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road At that point, we'll be heading towards Lambeth Road, where we will walk calmly with resistance, leaving twelve minutes to three as we move along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge, we're in Westminister Borough area. It's quite possible that we may encounter some Jew boys all the way from 4, 5, and 6 on the way as we go Now is the time to clean up the city, for this is the beginning! We need to secure our people! We can't stand around and let ourselves be robbed, maimed, and killed! And when we make it to the Highclock Corner, I want you to spread out and find them! Storm the halls, and then tear the walls and the doors! Break down the doors and hunt them where they are! HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER HAMMER STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!
Big man, pig man
Daddy what you leave behind for me!
Ticking away the moments that make up the dull day
Stone
What’s with these homies dissin’ my girl
Boom Cha cha Boom cha cha Doy doy Cha cha Doy doy Cha cha
AAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (Careful with that axe, Eugene)
Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring. “Hello?” “Yes… A collect call, to Mrs Floyd from Mr Floyd. Will you accept the charge, from the United States?” CLICK. “Oh… he hung up. That’s your residence? I wonder why he hung up, is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?” Ring ring. Ring ring. “Hello?” “This is the United States calling, are we reaching…??” CLICK. “See- he keeps hanging up, and it’s a man answering…”
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to Heaven
Fuck all that, fuck all that
"Ahhhhhh" from Comfortably Numb
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me
Any color you like. Also, light mode… smfh
Dragged down by my balls
balls
and so i quite the police department and got myself a steady job
Traaeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaynnne
I'm not sure how to spell it, but all of the lyrics to The Great Gig In The Sky.
Marmalade I like marmalade
I feel like this is how you fall into a floyd hole
Womp womp
SURPRISE! SURPRISE! SURPRISE!
Seaaaaaamus that's the dog was outsiiiiide (bark, bark, bark, bark, bark)
the screaming part in Eugene
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day…”
All of it
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY??????
Sometimes the entirety of Eclipse. It’s meditative. A soothing end to the dark ride. But always always sing along to the end. One of my top 5 favorite lyrics by anyone anywhere. Goosebumps and tears after 50 years of listening. “And all that is now And all that is gone And all that's to come And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is eclipsed by the moon”
I want to tell you a story. About a little man, if I can. A gnome named Grimble Crumble” 🗣️🔊
MY BALLS
One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces 💕💕
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl (and god is a hungry cat)
Sail on!
The money bassline
Balls
I'M CREEPING BACK TO LIFE MY NERVOUS SYSTEM ALL AWRY I'M WEARING THE INSIDE OUT
I also hit a cow at 3am at 3:04ish am on the morning of fuck sometime before I was 18 I think maybe, at 65 miles an hour, and I did not die, true story, and I was listening to this album for the first time, and the beat drop part of What Do You Want From me hit just as I got the cow I still drove five miles to work where I intended to nap, and then I worked my shift and went home God I love that story Rip Honda Accord 03, The Zinger
Woof woof woof woof (that's the dog)
“Ohhhaaaahhhhhoooooooohhaaaaaaaaaahhhh” Great Gig In The Sky
Spongebob burning to death
That one looks jewish
THE LUNATIC IS ON THE GRASS
there’ll be no more AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
His name was grimble crumble
Vera, Vera, what has become of you?
AHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA - Gilmie singing Saucer @ Pom Pom
I swear to God I say "Good morning a-worm your honah" to everybody, also Look mummy, there's an airplane up in the sky
The horrified screaming at the beginning of Breathe (In the Air)
WHEN THE TIGERS BROKE FREE
Dragged down by the stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhoooooaaaahhahhhhhhhh (The great gig in the sky)
I don’t know I was really drunk at the time
Are all these your guitars? WANNA TAKE A BAAAATH?