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Pink Floyd Lyrics / Other Lyrics: Unreleased songs
Lyrics "Scream Thy Last Scream" (Barrett) Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your pointers What'll be to crunch in your sisters She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter Flack chap chau fauses, mouses, houses Flittin and hittin and fittin quack quack Watching the teley till all hours big time Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket Blam blam your pointers point your pointers What'll be coming to crunch in your sisters She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket "Vegetable Man" (Barrett) In yellow shoes I get the blues Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers In my paisley shirt I look a jerk And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight But oh oh my haircut looks so bad Vegetable man how are you? So I've changed my dear, and I find my knees, And I covered them up with the latest cut, And my pants and socks all point in a box, They don't make long of my nylon socks, The watch, black watch My watch with a black face And a big pin, a little hole, And all the lot is what I got, It's what I wear, it's what you see, It must be me, it's what I am, Vegetable man. I've been looking all over the place for a place for me, But it ain't anywhere, it just ain't anywhere. Vegetable man, vegetable man, He's the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can, Vegetable man. "Lucy Leave" (Barrett) Leave, when I ask you to leave, Lucy Please, far away from me, Lucy Oh, go little girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you, Lucy Mean, treat me and done me harm, Lucy Been, in love with you and your charms, Lucy Oh, go little girl I'm in love with you, Lucy You got my heart You got my heart, oh no! You tear me apart You just won't let me go You hold on so tight, so tight I just can't breath Now Lucy leave, Lucy Leave, when I ask you to leave, little girl Please, far away from me, little girl Yeah! go little girl Seen, is (oh so) broken up about you, Lucy Yeah! Go. "King Bee" (Slim Harpo (1957)) Well, I'm a King Bee Buzzing around your hive Yes, I'm a King Bee, child Buzzing around your hive I can make good honey Let me come inside I'm young and able To buzz all night long You know I'm young and able To buzz all night long When you hear me buzz, little girl You know some stinging's going on (Well, buzz some) I'll sting (yeah) Well, I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long Yes I'm a King Bee Can buzz all night long Well, I buzz better baby, When your man is gone. "Biding My Time" (Waters) (released only on Relics) Wasting my time, Resting my mind And I'll never pine For the sad days and the bad days When we was workin' from nine to five. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her eyes. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her eyes. "Embryo" (Waters) (released only on Works) All this love Is all I am, A ball is all I am. I'm so new Compared to you And I am very small. Warm glow, Moon glow, Always need a little more room. Waiting here, Seems like years, Never see the light of day. All around I hear strange sounds Come gurgling in my ear. Red the light And dark the night I feel my dawn is near. Warm glow, Moon glow, Always need a little more room. Whisper low Here I go, I will see the sunshine show. Note: "Hollywood," "Theme (Beat Version)" and "Seabirds" are all unreleased songs from the _More_ sessions. It is not known if they were ever recorded, but they were copyrighted. "Hollywood" (Gilmour) (Instrumental) "Theme (Beat Version)" (Waters, Mason, Wright, Gilmour) (Instrumental) "Seabirds" (Waters) Mighty waves come crashing down, The spray is lashing high into the eagle's eye Shrieking as it cuts the devil wind, is calling sailors to the deep But I can hear the sound of seabirds in my ear Surf is high an' the sea is awash An' a haze of candy floss, glitter and beads Rock that we sat on and watched in the sun That was hot to touch And the sea was emerald green I can hear the sound of seabirds in my ear And I can see you smile Surf comes rushing up the beach Now will it reach the castle wall and will it fall Catfish dappled silver flashing Dogfish puffing bubbles in my deep
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