Hangtime: an emotional Pink Floyd song just for you

[funkedup]

Be careful with that ax, Eugene.... ARRRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHH

[Boroda]

I love early Floyd, and almost hate Gilmour's "money making machine" after Roger left them.

Can anyone tell me where this one was first published? I have it on "Early Singles" CD and on a bootleg MP3 called "Music for Architectural Students", from somewhere in Europe.


Hey Eugene
This is Henry McClean
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine
And I'm ringing to say
That I'm leaving and maybe
You'd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby

Isn't it strange
How little we change
Isn't it sad we're insane
Paying the games that we know and in tears
The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands and...

Pointing to cosmic glider
Pull this plastic glider higher
Light the fuse and stand right back

He cried
This is my last goodbey

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly

And if you survive till two thousand and five
I hope you're exceedingly thin
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in

(When the man next to you can't breath in) - on another version

People pressing on might say
It's something that I hate to say
I'm slipping down to eat the ground
A little refuge on my brain

Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Point me at the sky and let it fly

And all we've got to say to you is goodbey
It's time to go, better run and get your bags
It's goodbey
Nobody cry, it's goodbey
Crash, crash, crash, crash, goodbey...
 

[funkedup]

I think it was released as a single in the UK, not on LP.

[Furious]

I agree that "The Final Cut" is PF's finest and perhaps the best produced ablum of all time.

My faovorite is the seguay between Southhampton Dock  and this one

through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide

if you negotiate the minefields in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall

there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream

and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me all alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home

thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut


I also love the description of a nuclear trigger as:

 "the rusty wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in."



my finest LSD experiences were accompanied by Pink.


F.

[Furious]

I agree that "The Final Cut" is PF's finest and perhaps the best produced ablum of all time.

My favorite is the segue between Southhampton Dock  and this one

through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide

if you negotiate the minefields in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall

there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream

and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me all alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home

thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut


I also love the description of a nuclear trigger as:

    "the rusty wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in."



my finest LSD experiences were accompanied by Pink.


F.

[Raubvogel]

I've been dwelling on my own mortality alot lately, wishing I had back some of the days/weeks I spent doing absolutely nothing in my youth, and this song really hits home:

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 nought or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

[midnight Target]

You guys are makin me nostalgic..........PF, LSD and Time to Kill.....those were the days.

[streakeagle]

Originally posted by Hangtime
in the corner of some foreign field

Back in 1988, my college English 2 professor required us to write a paper based on a meaningful song. Of course I was going to do a Pink Floyd song, but which one? I knew he was a liberal democrat who supported Michael Dukakis for President, so I chose the "Gunner's Dream". The quoted line comes from a British poem from a WWI monument ("The Soldier?"). That poem happened to be my English teacher's all-time favorite which we were covering the following week. I got an A+ on the paper... and just about everything else I turned in after that.

[loser]

pink floyd fans should check out roger waters: "amused to death"


it has some super sweet tracks, "too much rope" being a personal favourite.

if you can, get the version recorded in Q-sound.  it has some awesome audio effects and will make you puke if you have  a sweet surround set up.

"when the sleigh is heavy, and the timber wolves are getting bold

you look at you companion and test the water of your friendship with your toes...

que sera sera, is that your new ferrari car (insert sweet drive by sound), nice, but i think i'll wait for the F50"

[pugg666]

It was just before dawn
One miserable morning in black 'forty four.
When the forward commander
Was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be withdrawn.
And the Generals gave thanks
As the other ranks held back
The enemy tanks for a while.
And the Anzio bridgehead
Was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives.

And kind old King George
Sent Mother a note
When he heard that father was gone.
It was, I recall,
In the form of a scroll,
With gold leaf and all.
And I found it one day
In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.
And my eyes still grow damp to remember
His Majesty signed
With his own rubber stamp.

It was dark all around.
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free.
And no one survived
From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
They were all left behind,
Most of them dead,
The rest of them dying.
And that's how the High Command
Took my daddy from me.

[Nash]

Oh my god....

This is so touching.

[streakeagle]

The beauty of Q-sound is that it was designed to sound like surround sound using conventional 2-speaker stereo systems.

Amused to Death sounds great on any stereo, though walkman headsets can never quite handle the range of anything Roger Waters writes, whether it is anything from The Wall to his last theme album, Amused to Death.

[Bluedog]

........discovery is to be disowned,
our currency,
 is flesh and bone.
we all have our dark side, to say the least
and dealing in Death
is the nature of the Beast
one world, and it's a battle ground,
one word, and we will smash it down........

Pink Floyd rock!
Once had a cover group called "Think Floyd"  do a concert at the hotel i was working in....it was amazing, a crowd that was usually at each others throats, or on the floor brawling....were all cross-legged on the floor in stunned silence...these guys were G.O.O.D..


Nothing like havin a bong or two, putting Dellicate Sound of Thunder on really loud, and hitting the TA for a bit.
Allmost without exception, by the time the cones kick in,Learning to Fly has played, and you have had a bit of a fly around, some fool will shoot at you without asking..............just as "Dogs of War" starts ;-)

Pink Floyd....it's just SO easy to relate to, you cant help but love it.
Blue

[capt. apathy]

hopefully I didn't screw this up.  haven't heard the song in 6 or 7 years. (funny, since I quit smoking I  mysteriously quit listning to Floyd on a daily basis.)


Day after day, as love turns gray
Like the skin on a dying man

And I have grown older
And you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun...anymore

And I.... feel
One of my times coming on
And I.... feel
Cold as a razor blade
Tight as tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom
In the suitcase on the left you'll find my favorite ax
Don’t look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days

Would you like to watch TV
Or get between the sheets
Or contemplate the silent freeway

Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me try?

Why are you running away?