Money so they say Is the root of all evil today..

Τελικά αυτός ο μήνας έχει πολλούς αγαπημένους δίσκους που έχουν "γενέθλια"

Αυτή την φορά είναι ο μοναδικός δίσκος Dark side of the moon των μοναδικών Pink Floyd...

Στις 10 Μαρτίου του 1973, άνοιξαν οι πύλες για την σκοτεινή πλευρά του φεγγαριού..

Οι David Gilmour -φωνή κιθάρα- Roger Waters -μπάσο φωνή- Richard Wright -πλήκτρα φωνή- και Nick Mason -τύμπανα- έγραψαν έναν δίσκο που "εμπνέεται από τον πιεστικό τρόπο ζωής που μπορεί να οδηγήσει τον άνθρωπο στην τρέλα, τον καταναλωτισμό, τον αυξημένο ρυθμό ζωής και μετακίνησης, την παρακμή των γηραιών ανθρώπων και τον θάνατο, την απανθρωπιά της κοινωνίας και της πολεμικές συγκρούσεις"

Η εμπορική του επιτυχία, μοναδική...έμεινε για μια βδομάδα στο νούμερο ένα του billboard, αλλά παρέμεινε στο top 200 για 741 βδομάδες...(14 χρονάκια...κλαιν...) και έχει πουλήσει πάνω απο 45 εκατομμύρια αντίτυπα...(πάλι κλαιν)


το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Speak to me
2. Breathe
3. On the run
4. Time
5. The great gig in the sky
6. Money
7. Us and them
8. Any color you like
9. Brain damage
10. Eclipse

Όλα είναι αγαπημένα... ίσως το Time να ξεχωρίζει λίγο περισσότερο απο τα άλλα...

Αποκλείω την περίπτωση να μην γνωρίζει κάποιος, κάτι για, τους Pink Floyd...οπότε...ορμάτε...

n'joy



Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
Run, run rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.



Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

BREATHE REPRISE
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.



Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money get back
I'm alright Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away



Us and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
and the General sat, and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside

Down and Out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died