ATOM HEART MOTHER (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright, Geesin)
These lyrics are buried under the mix. The last sentence is said by Ron Geesin.
IF (Roger Waters)
If I were a swan, I’d be gone
If I were a train, I’d be late
And if I were a good man
I’d talk with you
More often than I do
If I were to sleep, I could dream
If I were afraid, I could hide
If I go insane, please don’t put
Your wires in my brain
If I were the moon, I’d be cool
If I were a rule, I would bend
If I were a good man, I’d understand
The spaces between friends
If I were alone, I would cry
And if I were with you, I’d be home and dry
And if I go insane
Will you still let me join in with the game?
If I were alone, I would cry
And if I were with you, I’d be home and dry
And if I go insane
Will you still let me join in with the game?
If I were a swan, I’d be gone
If I were a train, I’d be late again
If I were a good man
I’d talk with you
More often than I do
SUMMER 68 (Richard Wright)
Would you like to say something before you leave?
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel
We say goodbye before we've said hello
I hardly even like you
I shouldn't care at all
We met just six hours ago
The music was too loud
From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year
And I would like to know
How do you feel, how do you feel?
How do you feel, how do you feel?
Not a single word was said
The night still hid our fears
Occasionally you showed a smile
But what was the need
I felt the cold far too soon
In a room of 95
My friends are lying in the sun
I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town
Another girl like you
Have you time before you leave to greet another man?
Just you let me know
How do you feel, how do you feel?
How do you feel, how do you feel?
Goodbye to you
Charlotte Pringle's due
I've had enough for one day
And I would like to know
How do you feel, how do you feel?
How do you feel, how do you feel?
FAT OLD SUN (David Gilmour) © 1971 and 1980 Hampshire House Publishing Corp..
Musicians: David Gilmour : Lead vocals, Acoustic guitars, Electric guitars, Lap steel guitar, Bass guitar, Drums, Percussion/Richard Wright: Farfisa organ, Hammond organ
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Summer Sunday and a year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells, new mown grass smells
Song sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you see, don’t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Children’s laughter in my ears
The last song-light disappears
And if you see, don’t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky …
ALAN’S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST (Waters, Mason, Gilmour, Wright)
« Oh, um, flakes, oh... Then, uh, I don't know.
Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, tomatoes.
Toast, coffee. Marmalade, I like marmalade »
Marmalade, I like marmalade (Echoes)
Porridge is nice.
Any cereal, I like all cereal »
« Breakfast in Los Angeles, macrobiotic stuff. No reply »
« I don't mind the barrow, I like burying the stuff in.
No, I've got a terrible back.
When I work, it hurts me.
Do you know Elton John?
Why he sort of a. .. »
« When drivin' on the radio to sleep, getting ready for a gig.
I don't know.
He does that electrical stuff, I can't follow that »
« Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, tomatoes.
Toast, coffee.
Marmalade, I like marmalade.
I don't like coffee.
Porridge is nice.
Any cereal, I like all cereal.
What a day! What?
My head's a blank »