ATOM HEART MOTHER (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright, Geesin)

« Here is a loud announcement »

« Silence in the studio! »

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 »

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