some 'o my fav. quote by Roger Walters (Pink Floyd)

"Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do."

"Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round."

"Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?"

-Walters (Us & Them)

"Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash."

"Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit."

"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."

-Walters (Money)

 

On The Turning Away

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it's shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerised as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there'll be
No more turning away?

I know, I know...it's a Gilmour song but soooo powerful yet simplistic.

Zen
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"I held out my hand to my enemies
I asked can we wipe the slate clean
They just asked me to please go fuck myself
Sometimes you just cannot win,"

Another Gilmore song but it just speaks to me.

Peace Out,
Rev J

 

"And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon."

Not sure why, but this lyric actually brings tears to my eyes.

 

in mine too

 

I'm so afraid about the mistakes that Ive made
I shake everytime I awake,
I feel like card-board cut out man..

-Ibiza Bar

and dude(op) I dont know if it was a joke but its WATERS not WALTERS..........

 

"I know it's not easy beating your heart against some mad buggers wall"

Peace Out,
Rev J

 

"Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night"

Learning to Fly

 

Come in here, Dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far,
You're gonna fly high,
You're never gonna die,
You're gonna make it, if you try;
They're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect,
And I mean that most sincere.
The band is just fantastic,
that is really what I think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.

 

lame

 

"When those people went out calling themselves Pink Floyd, it made me very, very gloomy. And it made them very happy. Well, I don't know if it did make them happy. I don't think they are happy, actually. You should ask them. Ask them: 'Are you happy? You sold out. You sold out everything. Did it make you happy?' I mean, how can they find it within themselves to go on stage and do my songs - songs from The Wall? I wrote The Wall as an attack on stadium rock - and there's 'Pink Floyd' making money out of it by playing it in stadiums! Oh well, that's for them to live with. They have to bear the cross of that betrayal. They have to live with the denial of what the work was about. But when all that nonsense started, it made me fucking gloomy. I stood by a river and stared at myself in the water. Pathetic, I said. They despoiled my creations and there was nothing I could do about it. "My one pathetic victory was that they had to put testicles on the pig (ie the blow-up pig he designed for the cover of the Animals LP, the pig that broke loose from its moorings at Battersea power station and ran amok through the Home Counties' skies). If the pig had been exactly the same as the pig that I designed, I could have stopped them using it in their shows. So they put balls on my pig. Fuck them...

 

Ashes, Diamonds, foe and friend, we were all equal in the end