Pink Floyd – Paint Box

Last night I had too much to drink

Sitting in a club with so many fools

Playing to rules

Trying to impress but feeling rather empty

I had another drink

Drink – a – drink – a – drink – a – drink

What a way to spend that evening

They all turn up with their friends

Playing the game

But in the scene I should have been

Far away

Away – away – away – away – away

Getting up, I feel as if I’m remembering this scene before

I open the door to an empty room

Then I forget

The telephone rings and someone speaks

She would very much like to go out to a show

So what can I do – I can’t think what to say

She sees through anyway

Away – away – away – away – away

Out of the front door I go

Traffic’s moving rather slow

Arriving late, there she waits

Looking very angry, as cross as she can be

Be – a – be – a – be – a – be – a – be

Getting up, I feel as if I’m remembering this scene before

I open the door to an empty room

Then I forget