Friday, May 15, 2009

"Money" Pink Floyd

Funny, isn't it?
How every time I win you just up and quit
Funny, had to laugh
Turns out that last remark was a must have
It's just poetry, next step love-ins
Pass me that wine jug, drinking binge

Funny, word choice
Stand up tall so we can all hear your voice
Funny, I don't know
Lets all light that high insight for the show
We breathe free, psychedelical, clean air, organic please
After this we'll all branch like trees

Funny, but it's time
Top the bottles, one last jazz bout to quench the mind
Funny, it's the shit
Crowd wants an encore of your big hit
Give them music to meditate, on the road, maybe
Forget about it

Money

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