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STUDIO ALBUM

THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON

speak to me
Breathe (In The Air)
On The Run
Time
The Great Gig In The Sky
Money
Us And Them
Any Color You Like
brain damage
Eclipse

DAVID GILMOUR - Voice and Guitar

ROGER WATERS - Voice and Bass.

RICHARD WRIGHT - Voice and Keyboards

NICK MASON - Drums and Percussion

PRODUCER - Pink Floyd

ENGINEER - Alan Parsons

STUDIOS - Abbey Road

Posted on March 23, 1973

SPEAK TO ME (Mason)

"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 know I've been mad, like the

most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even

if you're not mad..."

"I've been crazy for fucking years, absolutely years, I've been,

above the edge for years, I've been working very hard..."

"I've always been crazy, I know I've been crazy, like

most of us... it's very hard to explain why you're crazy, even

if you're not crazy..."

BREATHE (Waters, Gilmour, Wright)

Breathe, breathe in the air.

Don't be afraid to care.

Leave but don't leave me.

Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly

And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

And all you touch and all you see

Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.

Dig that hole, forget the sun,

And when at last the work is done

Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly

But only if you ride the tide

And balanced on the biggest wave

You race towards an early grave.

Breathe, breathe in the air.

Don't be afraid to worry

Go away, but don't leave me

Look around you and choose your own base

Because your life is long and your flight is high

And you will dedicate smiles and cry tears

And everything you touch and everything you see

That is all that will constitute your life

Run rabbit, run

Dig your hole, forget the sun

And when the work is finally done

Don't sit down, it's time to start another

Because your life is long and your flight is high

But only if you go back the tide

And you stay on the biggest wave

You rush to an early grave.

ON THE RUN (Gilmour, Waters)

Instrumental

TIME (Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour)

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

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 behind you.

No one told you when to run,

you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun

but it's sinking

Racing around to come

up behind you again.

The sun is the same in a relative way,

but you're older,

Shorter of breath and one day

closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter

never seems to find the time.

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet despair

is the english way

The time is gone,

the song is over,

Thought I'd say something more.

Watching the moments go by

that make up a monotonous day

You waste and consume the hours

in an unbecoming way

wandering from here to there

somewhere in your city

waiting for someone or something

show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sun and staying

at home watching the rain

You are young and life is long and

today there is time to kill

And then you realize one day

that you have ten more years behind you

Nobody told you when to run

You were late for the starting gun.

And you run and you run to keep up with the sun

but he is getting

And whirling for again

rise up behind you

The sun is the same in a relative way,

but you are older

Your breath is shorter and you are one day

closer to death.

Every year gets shorter

you never seem to find time

Plans that come to nothing or half a page of scribbled lines

Wait in silent despair

it's the english way

The time is up,

the song is over

I thought I had something else to say.

BREATHE REPRISE (Waters, Gilmour, Wright)

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 tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly

spoken magic spells.

Home, home again

I like to be here whenever I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's nice to warm

my bones by the fire

Far away across the fields

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the magic spells

spoken in a low voice.

THE GREAT GIG IN THE SKY (Wright, Torry)

"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do,

I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?

There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."

*"If you can hear this whispering you are dying."

"I never said I was frightened of dying."

"And I'm not afraid of death, at any moment it will come,

I don't mind. Why should I be afraid of death?

There's no reason for it, you'll have to go sometime."

*"If you can hear this whisper, you are dying."

"I will never say that I am afraid of death."

MONEY (Waters)

Money, get away.

Get a good job with good pay

and you're okay.

Money, it's 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 my stack.

Money, it's a hit.

Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.

I'm in the high-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 foot.

Money, so they say

It is the root of all evil today.

But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise

that they're giving none away.

money stay away

Get a job with higher pay

and you will be fine.

money is gas

Grab that money with both hands

and make a fortune

New car, caviar,

four star reverie

I think I'm going to buy

a football team

money, come back

I'm fine, Jack, take your hands off.

of my pasta

money is a hit

Don't give me that charitable crap

I am among the first class travelers

and high fidelity.

i think i need a private jet

Money, it's a crime

share it fairly

but don't take my cake.

money, they say

What is the origin of all current evils

But if you ask for a promotion it's none

surprise they don't give it to you.

US AND THEM (Waters, Wright)

Us, and them

And after all we're only

ordinary men.

Me, and you.

God only knows it's noz 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.

black and blue

And who knows which is which

and who is who.

Up and down.

But in the end it's only

round and round.

Haven't you heard it's

a battle of words?

the poster bearer cried.

Listen son, said the man with the gun

There's room for you inside.

down and out

It can't be helped but there's a lot

of it about.

With, without.

And who'll deny it's what the

fighting's all about?

Out of the way, it's a busy day

I've got things on my mind.

For the want of the price of tea and a slice

The old man died.

We and them

And after all, we're just

ordinary men

Me and you

God knows this ain't it

what we would have chosen to do

Forward! he yelled from the rear

and the front row succumbed

And the General sat down, and the lines on the map

they moved from one side to the other

Black and blue

And who knows which is which

and who is who

Up and down

But in the end they are always

round and round and round

Haven't you heard that it's a battle of words?

shouted the ad man

Listen son, said the man with the rifle

There's room for you inside

defeated and despondent

It can't be helped, but there's a lot

of that over there

With without

And who is going to deny that it is

Is that around what the whole fight revolves?

Today is a busy day, which is unusual.

I have things on my mind

For lack of the price of a tea and a toast

The old man died.

ANY COLOR YOU LIKE (Gilmour, Mason, Wright)

Instrumental

BRAIN DAMAGE (Waters)

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 forebodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.

You raise the blade, you make the change

You rearrange me 'til

I'm healthy.

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.

"I can't think of anything

to say except...

I think it's wonderful! HaHaHa!".

The lunatic is in the grass

remembering games,

and garlands of daisies and laughter

Gotta keep the lunatics in check

The lunatic is in the room

The lunatics are in my living room

The newspaper has its faces folded

to the ground

And every day the newspaper boy

bring more

And if the dam breaks with

many years in advance

And if there is no place on the hill

And if your head explodes too

with dark omens

We will see each other on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.

You raise the blade, you make the change

You fix me up again

be sane

You lock the door

And you throw away the key

There's someone in my head but it's not me

And if the cloud explodes thundering your ear

You scream and no one seems to hear

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

We will see each other on the dark side of the moon.

"I can't think of anything else

what to say except...

I think it's wonderful! HaHaHa!"

ECLIPSE (Waters)

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 you give

All that you deal

All that you buy,

beg, borrow or steal.

All you create

All you destroy

All that you do

All that you say.

All that you eat

And everyone you meet

All that you slight

And everyone you fight.

All that is now

All that is gone

All that's to come

and everything under the sun is in tune

but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

"There is no dark side

of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark."

STUDIO ALBUM

THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON

"I've been crazy for fucking years, absolutely years, I've been,

above the edge for years, I've been working very hard..."

"I've always been crazy, I know I've been crazy, like

most of us... it's very hard to explain why you're crazy, even

if you're not crazy..."

Breathe, breathe in the air.

Don't be afraid to worry

Go away, but don't leave me

Look around you and choose your own base

Because your life is long and your flight is high

And you will dedicate smiles and cry tears

And everything you touch and everything you see

That is all that will constitute your life

Run rabbit, run

Dig your hole, forget the sun

And when the work is finally done

Don't sit down, it's time to start another

Because your life is long and your flight is high

But only if you go back the tide

And you stay on the biggest wave

You rush to an early grave.

Watching the moments go by

that make up a monotonous day

You waste and consume the hours

in an unbecoming way

wandering from here to there

somewhere in your city

waiting for someone or something

show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sun and staying

at home watching the rain

You are young and life is long and

today there is time to kill

And then you realize one day

that you have ten more years behind you

Nobody told you when to run

You were late for the starting gun.

And you run and you run to keep up with the sun

but he is getting

And whirling for again

rise up behind you

The sun is the same in a relative way,

but you are older

Your breath is shorter and you are one day

closer to death.

Every year gets shorter

you never seem to find time

Plans that come to nothing or half a page of scribbled lines

Wait in silent despair

it's the english way

The time is up,

the song is over

I thought I had something else to say.

Home, home again

I like to be here whenever I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's nice to warm

my bones by the fire

Far away across the fields

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the magic spells

spoken in a low voice.

"And I'm not afraid of death, at any moment it will come,

I don't mind. Why should I be afraid of death?

There's no reason for it, you'll have to go sometime."

*"If you can hear this whisper, you are dying."

"I will never say that I am afraid of death."

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money stay away

Get a job with higher pay

and you will be fine.

money is gas

Grab that money with both hands

and make a fortune

New car, caviar,

four star reverie