The Dark Side Of The Moon at 50 – Pink Floyd

(Gilmour, Mason, Wright) 3:25

(Instrumental – originally named ‘Scat’ due to Dave Gilmour’s scat singing or wordless vocals in the background.)

(Waters, Wright) 7:40

Us, and them
And after all we’re only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, and the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it’s only round and round and round
Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
the poster bearer cried.
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?” (Roger “The Hat” Manifold, Pink Floyd’s road manager)

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
Out of the way, it’s a busy day
I’ve got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

(Waters) 6:32

Money, get away
Get a good job with good pay and your O.K.
Money it’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team

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
I’m in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

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
But if you ask for a raise it’s no surprise that they’re
giving none away

“Huhuh. I was in the right! “Yes, absolutely in the right!” (?)

“I certainly was in the right!” (Gerry O’Driscoll, doorman at Abbey Road Studios)

“You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!” (Patricia ‘Puddie’ Watts, wife of Pink Floyd road manager Peter Watts)

“Yeah!” (?)

“Why does anyone do anything?” (Gerry O’Driscoll, doorman at Abbey Road Studios)

“I don’t know, I was really drunk at the time!” (Henry Mcullough, guitarist with Paul McCartney and Wings on Red Rose Speedway)

“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.” (?)

(Wright) 4:44

(Instrumental. Recorded answers to questions on cards.)

“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.” (Gerry O’Driscoll, doorman at Abbey Road Studios)

“If you can hear this whispering you are dying.” (?)

“I never said I was frightened of dying.” (Patricia ‘Puddie’ Watts, wife of Pink Floyd road manager Peter Watts, who was the father of actress Naomi Watts)

(Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour) 7:06

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand 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

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the 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

Breathe Reprise

7:06

Home, home again
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.

(Gilmour, Waters) 3:32

(Instrumental. Recorded answers, plus female announcer of flights at airport.)

“Live for today, gone tomorrow, that’s me.” (Roger “The Hat” Manifold, Pink Floyd’s road manager)

(Waters, Gilmour, Wright) 2:44

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don’t be afraid to care
Leave but don’t leave me
Look around and choose your own ground
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

(Mason) 1:16

(Instrumental. Recorded answers to question cards.)

“I’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands…” (Chris Adamson, Pink Floyd roadie)

“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 if you’re not mad…” (Gerry O’Driscoll, doorman at Abbey Road Studios)