Pink Floyd
«Lyrics»

You're gonna go far,

You're gonna fly high, you're never gonna die,

You're gonna make it if you try

I gonna love you

Well I've always had a deep respect

And I mean that most sincerely

The band is just fantastic,

That is really what I think

Oh, by the way which one's Pink?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy

We call it Riding the Gravy Train

We're just knocked out

We heard about the sell out

You gotta get an album out

You owe it to the people

We're so happy we can hardly count!

Everybody else is just green,

Have you seen the chart?

It's a helluva start,

It could be made into a monster

If we all pull together as a team

And did we tell you the name of the Game, boy

We call it Riding the Gravy Train

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 chains?

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 we found?

The same old fears

Wish you were here

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

And sail on the steel breeze

Come on, you boy child, you winner and loser

Come on, you miner for truth and delusion

And shine!

‘77

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