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Scream Thy Last Scream

Pink Floyd

Cre/ation: The Early Years 1967-1972 [2 Disc Set]

2016

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
Waddle with apples to crunchy Mrs. Stores
She'll be

of
Y'all will die in this combat
If it's 12 of you
Shells bubble like Alka-Seltzer
You wanna die? I can help you
Put the rap beef aside and the content

your northern soul
Bubble floss heart shape candy shell
I'm soft inside and can't you tell

I really like you my new librarian but when you been
Again, I

Knocking on the bubble shell
Sliding rocks against my bell
Paid thirty grand to stay awake
Broke down the emergency break

cnd foreseen that you

See the little fishies go
See the little fishies go
They have shells and bubbles
They have shells and bubbles
They swim around and they have a very

fear

Innocent child spinning the earth
On her finger
(Eee, Eee, Eee)
She watches her thought bubbles pop nah,
She’ll face all fear.
Outro:
(Eee, Eee,

your house
Like Alpha Beta Gamma i’m creeping
Got a dorm something decent

Fuck a fist fight the shells bubble
If it's beef got the desert double
Still

on the horse again, why can't I say no 
I'm back on the horse again, self-loathing all the way 
 
The king of crap he means it well, he's soft under his bubble

If It Is the Deep Sea, I Can See You There

Melt Banana

Cell-Scape

Me, sleep like a shell to the future
A quite slight sigh, be a bubble
You, sleep like a shell from the past
A quite slight tone, no end

You

bubble with doubt
That she'll never be found

Where's my ukulele girl
Where's my ukulele girl

I once thought a glance
Through a crack in the trees
Still

To watch the blood go down the drain

For life, it bubbles underneath the shell
When we grow old, we're told to hide it well
It dances laughs and cries

Now you’re chewing my insides out
Text says you read that
I know where you been at
Sugar sweet like bubbles
But she’ll break ya heart like buttercup
Yea

girl, she's never trouble
Cause she knows what she wants to be
She's got her perfect little bubble of priorities"
They know she'll be something great one

freeze overnight
Scrambled whitewash enters through a broken cartridge
Empty shells, blow bubbles
Green or red night
But off-white fortune
Catching off

ooh)
My bridesmaids (ooh, ooh)

She'll keep the bubbles coming
She'll make sure we're on time
She'll keep my cold feet from running
And hide all

That's gold Pharaoh qualities amazing
I can never fold when the shit I make is wavy
I secure foundation not playing with my paper
This is not bubble it's

She's Dangerous

Tom Tom Club

Genius of Live

2010

Uh! Mercy! 
Lookout, now!
I say here comes little Miss Dimeanor
Nowhere a sweeter deceiver!
Don't touch her, she'll burst your bubble
Hormones

life I make my rules yea
Armoretto sour in my shell cup cup
Conch shell blowing bubbles p p puff
Anchovies talking shit well I don't give a fuck
Splish

She'll drive the big car
But he'll sit behind
Bursting her bubbles of Ludlow and Grand
South along the Hudson
She'll turn the radio way up high
Find

Help em’ save a life so he won’t take another
Coming out my shell coming out my bubble
Removing all these layers rising from the rubble

farms and foxtails our worth is more than our brittle shells

Black rot bubbles up (God I knew)
Pungent Putrid (In a matter of millennia the dead man's

Home!
Bubbles Bubbles Bubbles 
We'll miss you when you're home.

Bye Bye Everybody
Bye Bye Every Baby
Micasso's going home 
She'll miss you when you're

She's just another bubble;
Another, and she's not the first.
She'll only bring you trouble.
Don't touch her or, you know, she'll burst.

I say,

like they was bees

There's honey in the honeycomb
There's sugar in the cane
There's oysters in a real oyster stew
And bubbles in sweet Champagne