Nothing is very much fun anymore And I can feel One of all my turns coming on

Nothing is very much fun anymore And I can feel One of all my turns coming on
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?



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# Posté le jeudi 08 mai 2008 07:26

Modifié le samedi 13 septembre 2008 16:53

inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me...

inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me...




Arnold Layne..had a strange hobby....
Collecting clothes
Moonshine washing line
They suit him fine
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# Posté le jeudi 08 mai 2008 08:09

Modifié le samedi 13 septembre 2008 16:49

I'm full of dust and guitars.

I'm full of dust and guitars.
All this love, is all I am
a ball is all I am
I'm so new compared to you
and I am very small

Warm glow, moon gloom
always need a little more room
waiting here seems like years
never seen the light of day

All around I hear strange sounds
come gurgling in my ear
red glow light and darkened night
I feel my dawn is near

Warm glow, moon gloom
always need a little more room
whisper low, here I go
I will see the sunshine show


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# Posté le jeudi 08 mai 2008 09:34

Modifié le samedi 13 septembre 2008 16:41

Send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost.

Send a cage through the post make your name like a ghost.
It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm much obliged to you for making it clear
That I'm not here.
And I never knew we could be so thick
And I never knew we could be so blue
And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes
And brought me here instead dressed in red
And I'm wondering who could be writing this song.
I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the winter.
And the sea isn't green
And I love the queen
And what exactly is a dream
And what exactly is a joke.



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# Posté le vendredi 23 mai 2008 09:41

Modifié le samedi 13 septembre 2008 16:34

Nightmare !!

Nightmare !!
The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is sheer and very high
The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point near by

Apprehension creeping
Like a tube train up your spine
Will the tight rope reach the end ?
Will the final couplet rhyme ?

And it's high time,Cymbaline
It's high time,Cymbaline
Please wake me

A butterfly with broken wings
Is falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in
There's nowhere you can hide
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home

And it's high time, Cymbaline
It's high time, Cymbaline
Please wake me

The lines converging where you stand
They must have moved the picture plane
The leaves are heavy'round your feet
You hear the thunder of the train
Suddenly it strikes you
That they're moving into range
And Doctor Strange is always changing size

And it's high time,Cymbaline
It's high time,Cymbaline
Please wake me

il y a 2 version: la version du film et de l'album, celle la est la version de l'albulm.

En 1969 notamment, cette pièce est intégrée, dans une version atteignant parfois 20 minutes, dans la suite conceptuelle The Man and the Journey sous le titre Nightmare. ( Wikepédia :P )

La chanson fait référence à Doctor Strange, un célèbre héro des B.D. Comics américaines de l'époque.


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# Posté le samedi 24 mai 2008 16:28

Modifié le samedi 13 septembre 2008 16:22