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Pink Floyd lyrics

Album: Relics [1971]

 01  Arnold Layne
 02  See Emily Play
 03  Julia Dream
 04  Paint Box
 05  Biding My Time
all Pink Floyd lyrics

Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines
They suit him fine

On the wall hang a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through, baby blue
He got it

Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same
It takes two to know, two to know,
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne

Now he's caught a nasty sort of person
They gave him time, doors bang chaingang
He hated

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne,
Arnold Layne don't do it againback to top
See Emily Play
Emily tries but misunderstands
She's often inclined to borrow
Somebody's dream till tomorrow

There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll loose your mind and play
Free games today
See Emily play

Soon after dark Emily cries
Gazing through trees in sorrow
Hardly a sound till tomorrow

Put on a gown that touches the ground
Float on a river
For ever and ever
Emily, Emilyback to top
Julia Dream
Sunlight bright upon my pillow
Lighter than an eilderdown
Wishing that the weeping-willow
Winds its branches round

Julia dream
Dream that queen
Queen of all my dreams

Every night I turn the light out
Waiting for the velvet bride
Will the scaly armadillo
Find me where I'm hiding

Will the misty master break me
Will the key unlock my mind
Will the following footsteps catch me
Am I really dyingback to top
Paint Box
Last night I had too much to drink
Sitting in a club with so many fools
Plaing to rules
Trying to impress and feeling rather empty
I had another drink

What a way to spend this evening
You don't turn up with their friends
Playing their game
Here in the scene or it should be
Far away

Getting up first without remembering
Where I've been before
I open the door to an empty room
Then I forget

The telephone rings and someone speaks
She would very much like to go
Out to a show
So what can I do, I can't think what to say
She sees through any way

Out of the front door I go
Traffic's moving rather slow
Arriving late
There she waits looking very angry
As cross as she can beback to top
Biding My Time
Wasting my time, resting my mind
And I'll never pine for the sad days
And the bad days
When we were working from nine to five

And if you don't mind
I'll spend my time here by the fireside
In the warm light of the love in her eyes

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