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A Collection Of Great Dance Songs

A Collection Of Great Dance Songs cover

Utgitt:
1981

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One of These Days
Money
Sheep
Shine On You Crazy Diamond
Wish You Were Here
Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

One of These Days
Gilmour/Mason/Waters/Wright

One of these days I'm gonna cut you into little pieces!

Money
Waters

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and your O.K.
Money it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away

Sheep
Waters

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

Shine on You Crazy Diamond
Gilmour/Waters/Wright

Remember when you were young
you shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes
like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond
You were caught on the crossfire
of childhood and stardom
blown on the steel breeze
Come on you target
for faraway laughter
come on you stranger
you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon
you cried for the moon
Shine on you crazy diamond
Threatened by shadows at night
and exposed in the light
Shine on you crazy diamond
Well you wore out your welcome
with random precision
rode on the steel breeze
Come on you raver
you seer of visions, come on you painter
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Nobody knows where you are
how near or how far
Shine on you crazy diamond
Pile on many more layers
and I'll be joining you there
Shine on you crazy diamond
And we'll bask in the shadow
of yesterday's triumph
sail on the steel breeze
Come on you boy child
you winner and loser
come on you miner
for truth and delusion, and shine ...

Wish You Were Here
Gilmour/Waters

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have you found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here

Another Brick In The Wall, Part 2
Waters

We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher, leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teachers, leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

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