English Muffin

QUOTE (Wilderness_of_Mirrors @ Jun 1 2009, 09:06 PM) Stick One Little Thing Out classic!

QUOTE (Xanadu93 @ May 22 2009, 10:17 PM) QUOTE (English Muffin @ May 22 2009, 04:32 PM) QUOTE (Xanadu93 @ May 22 2009, 03:37 AM) QUOTE (English Muffin @ May 21 2009, 03:01 PM) I once liked MCR but it was just a passing phase, one of my bad days. nah, they're alright Okay. (I wasn't sure if you were joking or not - glad to know there's another fan! ) dont push it lol

QUOTE (Xanadu93 @ May 22 2009, 03:37 AM) QUOTE (English Muffin @ May 21 2009, 03:01 PM) I once liked MCR but it was just a passing phase, one of my bad days. nah, they're alright

I once liked MCR but it was just a passing phase, one of my bad days.

Presto tour, The part just after the first solo in La Villa with the synths

yyz?

QUOTE (Lerxster @ Apr 23 2009, 12:06 PM) Everyone would gather On the twenty third, today Sitting in our chairs To relive the fireworks display Lerxt1990 on fire P3WNing Joe together Though it's just a memory Some memories last forever

lol

Nobody Home - Pink Floyd I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog They sometimes throw me the bone in I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on Got those swollen hand blues I got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from I've got electric light And I've got second sight I got amazing powers of observation And that is how I know, when I try to get through On the telephone to you, there'll be nobody home I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm and the inevitable pinhole burns Now all down the front of my favorite satin shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers, I've got a silver spoon on a chain Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains I've got wild staring eyes And I've got a strong urge to fly, but I got nowhere to fly to Ooh, babe when I pick up the phone there is still nobody home I've got a pair of Gohills boots and I got fading roots

QUOTE (HisCounterpart @ Apr 21 2009, 07:58 PM) QUOTE (English Muffin @ Apr 21 2009, 06:15 PM) Go Fishing - Roger Waters As cars go by I cast my mind's eye Over back packs on roof racks Beyond the horizon Where dream makers Working white plastic processors Invite the unwary To reach for the pie in the sky Go fishing my boy! We set out in the spring With a trunk full of books about everything About solar devices And how nice natural childbirth is We cut down some trees And we trailed our ideals Through the forest glade We dammed up the stream And the kids cooled their heels In the fishing pool we'd made We held hands and we exchanged bands And we practically lived off the land You adopted a fox cub Whose mother was somebody's coat You fed him by hand And then snuggled snuggled him down By the grandfather bed while I wrote And we grew our own maize And I only occasionally went into town To stock up on antibiotics And shells for the shotgun that I kept around I told the kids stories while you worked your loom And the sun went down sooner each day And gets two presents." [Child:] "Daddy...come on dad." [Jade:] "Eeyore the old grey donkey stood by the side Of the stream and he looked at himself in the water 'Pathetic' he said, 'That's what it is' 'Good morning Eeyore' said Pooh 'Oh' said Pooh, He thought for a long time The leaves all fell down Our crops all turned brown It was over As the first snowflakes fell I realized all was not well in the camp The kids caught bronchitis The space heater ran out of diesel One weekend a friend from the East Rot his soul Stole your heart I said, f**k it then Take the kids back to town Maybe I'll see you around I said, go then She said, OK And so...leaving all our hopes and dreams To the wind and the rain Taking only our stash Left our litter and trash And set out on the road again On the road again On the road again [Child:] "Bye Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl But don't bring Liza." Roger Waters - Every Stranger's Eyes [Waitress:] "Hello, you wanna cup of coffee?" [Customers:] "Heh, Turn that f*cking juke box down You want to turn down that juke box....loud in here" [Waitress:] "I'm sorry, would you like a cup of coffee? Ok, you take cream and sugar? Sure." In truck stops and hamburger joints In Cadillac limousines In the company of has-beens And bent-backs And sleeping forms on pavement steps In libraries and railway stations In books and banks In the pages of history In suicidal cavalry attacks I recognise... Myself in every stranger's eyes And in wheelchairs by monuments Under tube trains and commuter accidents In council care and county courts At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts In drawing rooms and city morgues In award winning photographs Of life rafts on the China seas In transit camps, under arc lamps On unloading ramps In faces blurred by rubber stamps I recognise... Myself in every stranger's eyes And now, from where I stand Upon this hill I plundered from the pool I look around I search the skies I shade my eyes So nearly blind And I see signs of half remembered days I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways I recognise... The hope you kindle in your eyes It's oh so easy now As we lie here in the dark Nothing interferes, it's obvious How to beat the tears That threaten to snuff out The spark of our love

Go Fishing - Roger Waters As cars go by I cast my mind's eye Over back packs on roof racks Beyond the horizon Where dream makers Working white plastic processors Invite the unwary To reach for the pie in the sky Go fishing my boy! We set out in the spring With a trunk full of books about everything About solar devices And how nice natural childbirth is We cut down some trees And we trailed our ideals Through the forest glade We dammed up the stream And the kids cooled their heels In the fishing pool we'd made We held hands and we exchanged bands And we practically lived off the land You adopted a fox cub Whose mother was somebody's coat You fed him by hand And then snuggled snuggled him down By the grandfather bed while I wrote And we grew our own maize And I only occasionally went into town To stock up on antibiotics And shells for the shotgun that I kept around I told the kids stories while you worked your loom And the sun went down sooner each day And gets two presents." [Child:] "Daddy...come on dad." [Jade:] "Eeyore the old grey donkey stood by the side Of the stream and he looked at himself in the water 'Pathetic' he said, 'That's what it is' 'Good morning Eeyore' said Pooh 'Oh' said Pooh, He thought for a long time The leaves all fell down Our crops all turned brown It was over As the first snowflakes fell I realized all was not well in the camp The kids caught bronchitis The space heater ran out of diesel One weekend a friend from the East Rot his soul Stole your heart I said, f**k it then Take the kids back to town Maybe I'll see you around I said, go then She said, OK And so...leaving all our hopes and dreams To the wind and the rain Taking only our stash Left our litter and trash And set out on the road again On the road again On the road again [Child:] "Bye Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl But don't bring Liza."

The Gunner's Dream - Pink Floyd Floating down through the clouds Memories come rushing up to meet me now. In the space between the heavens and in the corner of some foreign field I had a dream. I had a dream. Good-bye Max. Good-bye Ma. After the service when you're walking slowly to the car And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air You hear the tolling bell And touch the silk in your lapel And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band You take her frail hand And hold on to the dream. A place to stay "Oi! A real one ..." Enough to eat Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street Where you can speak out loud About your doubts and fears And what's more no-one ever disappears You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door. You can relax on both sides of the tracks And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control And everyone has recourse to the law And no-one kills the children anymore. And no one kills the children anymore. Night after night Going round and round my brain His dream is driving me insane. In the corner of some foreign field The gunner sleeps tonight. What's done is done. We cannot just write off his final scene. Take heed of his dream. Take heed.

Its bad. But not too bad to listen to... Artsy and misunderstood

Sysyphus part 4 - pink floyd the intro on its own is uneasy, then it fades out. the first time i heard it i had it on headphones and REALLY loud. If you've heard it you can guess what happened next...

Hemispheres Fly By Night

leave that bald alone

me

QUOTE (BeOhBe Bob @ Feb 18 2009, 06:29 AM) QUOTE (tick @ Feb 17 2009, 04:43 PM) http://blog.vh1.com/files/2008/06/tila-pickle-brittany.jpg oh baby, me ruv u rong nevermind

...what the?

what part has the really really fast solo?

Money - Pink Floyd 10 Your Possible Pasts - Pink Floyd 8 My Favorite Headache - Geddy Lee 7 Us and Them - Pink Floyd 7 When The Tigers Broke Free - Pink Floyd 7 The Last Few Bricks - Pink Floyd 7 Atom Heart Mother - Pink Floyd 6 The Post War Dream - Pink Floyd 6 Hey You - Pink Floyd 6 Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast - Pink Floyd 5 The Great Gig in the Sky - Pink Floyd 5 Any Colour You Like - Pink Floyd 5 Brain Damage - Pink Floyd 5 Eclipse - Pink Floyd 5 One Of The Few - Pink Floyd 5 Vera - Pink Floyd 5 Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd 5 Waiting for the Worms - Pink Floyd 5 La Villa Strangiato - Rush 5 The Gunner's Dream - Pink Floyd 4 Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict - Pink Floyd 4 One of My Turns - Pink Floyd 4 Don't Leave Me Now - Pink Floyd 4 In the Flesh - Pink Floyd 4 Run Like Hell Pink Floyd 4 (ive only just started with iTunes but i can say on another pc, Cygnus x-1 has 51 plays, 2112- 50 and yyz 47)

1. Im hungry 2. thats all i can come up with 3. and this

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ive never listened to

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