...we came in.

Isn't this where...

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice.

Did you exchange
a walk on part in a war
For a lead role in a cage?

Always thought that was "Leaf rolled in a cage".

Your way makes more sense.

One of the best songs ever. Along with Time.

Then there's...

Oh by the way, which one's Pink...

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

;)

Tied with Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love" drums and guitar immediately after the orgasmic vocals...

"is there anybody out there"

Hey! TEACHER! Leave them kids alone!

I'm proud to say my grandfathers name was Ory Floyd & my father's name was Floyd Robert. In old England I guess you used the middle name. So my grandfather was Floyd & my father was Bob. I'm just plain old Mark.

And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I lead the way to the funeral pyre
And without a thought of the consequence
I gave into my decadence

Sleepy time in my life
With my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And I rise like a bird

ll the fears never voiced say you have to make your final choice.
Who are you and who am I to say we know the reason why?
Some are born;
Some men die beneath one infinite sky.
There'll be war, there'll be peace.
But everything one day will cease.
All the iron turned to rust;
All the proud men turned to dust.
And so all things, time will mend.
So this song will end.

Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that
Do goody good bull schidt

And the wind cries Mary

Fail.

Nope...fail on your part. Roger Waters' last line in Several Species of Small Fury Animals, Gathered Together and Grooving in a Cave With a Pict.

Dang. I was afraid of that.

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Dave, you should win something for knowing that.

I think you should win getting to roll the next doobie. :)

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Yeah, I do think he should win something for that.

Witness the man who raves at the wall.

Dave, I have some old Panama Red that's been hermetically sealed inside a mayonaisse jar on Funk and Wagnall's porch since 1980. I think it's still good.

Here, try this...

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Thanks, but as I sort of recall, the 70's vintage was much better.:D
Specifically 73 - 78.

Picky, picky... :D

Okay, since I have a weak spot for New Jersey, how about some Columbian 1976?.... one C-Bo, hold the mayo.

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Well, I really appreciate the offer, but at the age of 57, I defer to Ringo Starr's lyrics:
no, no, no, no, i don't smoke it no more,
I'm tired of waking up on the floor.
No, thank you, please, it only makes me sneeze,
And then it makes it hard to find the door.

Sorry for the deviation from Floyd!

Okay, but you still win something.... a day at Cape May. :)

Mist is swirling, creatures crawling
Hear the roar get louder in your ears
You know the folly was your own
But the force behind can't conquer all your fears

...

Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when there was life with every morning
Perhaps a day will come when the light will be as clear as on that morning

I'm a huge fan of the alblum Wish you were here... were just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl....
Not to mention David Gilmour is a really tasty guitar player.
Dean

The lunatic is in my head.

When I come home cold and tired,
it's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are,
oh You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying "Keep on diggin'"Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find?
There in the pig mine
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry

He keeps hanging up.

You cannot reach me now...

No matter how you try...

Goodbye cruel world it's over....

Walk on by....

I've got a bike,
you can ride it if you'd like.
Its got a basket, a bell that rings and things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could but I borrowed it.

...

I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.

...got to keep the loonies on the path...

I never said I was frightened of dying

As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite the unwary
To reach for the pie in the sky
Go fishing my boy!

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor,
And every day the paperboy brings more...

Randy

Would you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me try?

Randy