pink floyd
paintbox
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 A 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, 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, 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, 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