Pink Floyd

Us and them

And after all we're only ordinary men.

Money, it's a crime,

Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.

Money, so they say,

Is the root of all evil today,

But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that

They're giving none away, away, away...

Money, it's a crime,

Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.

Money, so they say,

Is the root of all evil today,

But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that

They're giving none away, away, away...

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time,

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines.

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way.

The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say.

Hey you

Would you help me to carry the stone..

Open your heart, I'm coming home.

We don't need no education.

We don't need no thought control.

No dark sarcasm in the classroom.

Teacher, leave those kids alone.

And that one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me.

Get him up against the wall. — 'Gainst the wall!

And that one looks Jewish, and that one's a coon.

Who let all this riffraff into the room?

There's one smoking a joint, and another with spots!

If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!

Unaware how the ranks have grown,

Driven on by the heart of stone,

We could find that we're all alone

In the dream of the proud.

And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?

There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime.

I never said I was frightened of dying.

And I've got second sight.

And amazing powers of observation.

And that is how I know,

When I try to get through

On the telephone to you,

There'll be nobody home.