Paint box

Pink Floyd

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-a-drink)

What a way to spend that evening -
They all turn up with their friends
Playing the game
They're in the scene
Oh I should have been
Fa-a-ar away
(a-way-a-way-a-way-a-way-a-way)

Getting up I feel so bad
Remembering what's been 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
(a-way-a-way-a-way-a-way-a-way)

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
(a-be-a-be-a-be-a-be-a-be)

Getting up I feel so bad
Remembering what's been before
I open the door
To an empty room
Then I forget...