Pink Floyd
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I never had the nerve to make the final cut

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these

Got to compete with the wily japanese

There's too many home fires burning

And not enough trees

So fuck all that

We've got to get on with these

Can't stop lose job mind gone silicon

What bomb get away pay day make hay

Break down need fix big six

Clickity click hold on oh no

Brrrrrrrrrring bingo!

Make em laugh make em cry make em dance in the aisles

Make em pay make em stay make em feel o.k.

Not nah john

We've got to get on with the film show

Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow

Who cares what it's about

As long as the kids go

So not now john

We've got to get on with the show

Hang on john

I've got to get on with this

I don't know what it is

But it fits on here like…

Come at the end of the shift

We'll go and get pissed

But now now john

I've got to get on with this

Hold on john

I think there's something good on

I used to read books but…

It could be the news

Or some other abuse

Or it could be reusable shows

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these

Got to compete with the wily japanese

No need to worry about the vietnamese

Got to bring the russian bear to his knees

Well, may be not the russian bear

May be the swedes

We showed argentina

Not let's go and show these

Make us feel tough

And wouldn't maggie be pleased

Nah nah nah nah nah nah!

S'cusi dove il bar

Se para collo pou eine toe bar

S'il vous plait ou est le bar

Oi'where's the fucking bar john!

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down

Sinking behind bridges in the road

And i think of all the good things

That