"I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..." "I've always been mad, I
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 on the dark side of the moon
Breathe , breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave but don't leave me Look around and choose your own ground For long you live and high you
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Reprise Home, home again I like to be here when i can When i come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across
All that you touch All that you see All that you taste All you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save All that
Money get away Get a good job with more pay and you're ok Money,it's a gas Grab that cash with both hans and make a stash new car,caviar,four star
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
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
years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The
Home, home again I like to be here when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
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
Money Get away You get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money It's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar
