"I′ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been
over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..."
"I've always been mad, I know I′ve been mad, like the
most of us... very hard to explain why you're mad, even
Breathe, breathe in the air
Look around and choose your own ground
"Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!"
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it′s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
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
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It′s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells
"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."
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team
"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right.
That geezer was cruising for a bruising!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don′t know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2.
He was asking why he wasn′t coming up on freely,
After I was yelling and screaming and
Telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"
And who knows which is which and who is who
But in the end it′s only round and round
Haven't you heard it′s a battle of words
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
"I mean, they′re not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won′t do it again. Dig it?
I mean he get off lightly, 'cos I would've given him a
Thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion,
But really... I mean good manners
don′t cost nothing do they, eh?"
It can′t be helped but there's a lot of it about
And who′ll deny it's what the fighting′s all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I′ve got things on my mind
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I′m sane
There′s someone in my head but it's not me
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