We're so happy we can hardly count
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Have a Cigar
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.
We're just knocked out.
We hard enough to sell out.
You gotta get an album out.
You owe it to the people.
We're so happy we can hardly count.
Everybody else is just green,
Have you seen the chart?
It's a hell of a start,
It could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team.
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
Comments (3)
the more I listen to these guys the more I love them even more
Can barely read that, my eyesight is seriously failing me! I'll blame it on your kaleidoscope instead of my old age ;)
Same here, Rawkkiddoh. Never tire of the Floyd.
I blame the kaleidoscope too, Anna, but couldn't resist. Love that toy.