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Pink Floyd Collection Of Great Dance Songs

We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teacher, leave them kids alone Hey, teacher, leave the kids

Money, get away. Get a good job with good pay and you're okay. Money, it's a gas. Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash. New car, caviar, four

places. He converteth me to lamb cutlets. For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger. When cometh the day we lowly ones, trough quiet reflection and great

: So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you

: We don't need no education we don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey teacher leaves the kids

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. Shine on your crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you

high places. He converteth me to lamb cutlets. For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger. When cometh the day we lowly ones, trough quiet reflection and great