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To say we know the reason why?
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Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict

Музыка: Роджер Уотерс
Текст: Роджер Уотерс
Вокал: Роджер Уотерс

Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.

The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon,
doon the middin stain picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye
get me alive ye rotten hound of the burnie crew.
Well I snatched fer the blade
O my Claymore cut and thrust
and I fell doon before him round his feet. Aye!

[That was pretty avant-garde, wasn't it?]

A roar he cried!
Frae the bottom of his heart
That I would nay fall but as dead,
Dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?

...and the wind cried back.

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