1970

Atom Heart Mother

Tracks:
Atom heart mother
If
Summer '68
Fat old sun
Alan's psychedelic breakfast

Atom heart mother
(Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright & Geesin)
(Instrumental)

(a) Father's shout
(b) Breast milky
(c) Mother Fore
(d) Funky dung
 (e) Mind your throats please
(f) Reemergence

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If
(Waters)

If I were a swan, I'd be gone
If I were a train, I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do
If I were to sleep, I could dream
If I were afraid, I could hide
If I go insane, please don't put your wires in my brain

 If I were the moon, I'd be cool
 If I were a rule, I would bend
 If I were a good man, I'd understand the spaces between friends
If I were alone, I would cry
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry
And if I go insane, will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone
If I were a train, I'd be late again
If I were a good man, I'd talk to you more often than I do

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Summer '68
(Wright)

Would you like to say something before you leave?
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel
We say good-bye before we've said hello
 I hardly even like you
 I shouldn't care at all
 We met just six hours ago
 The music was too loud

From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year
And I would like to know, how do you feel?
How do you feel? How...
How do you feel?
How do you fell? How...

Not a single word was said
They lied still without fears
Occasionally you showed a smile, but what was the need?
I felt the cold far too soon in a wind of ninety five
My friends are laying in the sun, I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town, another girl like you
Have you time before you leave to greet another man
Just to let me know, how do you feel?
 How do you feel? How...
How do you feel?
 How do you feel? How...

 Good-bye to you
 Charlotte Pringle's due
 I've had enough for one day

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Fat old sun
 (Waters)

When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Summer Sunday time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells
New mown grass smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit
Don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears

And if you sit
Don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun...

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Alan's psychedelic breakfast
(Waters, Mason, Gilmour, Wright)

(Instrumental)

(a) Rise and shine
(b) Sunny side up
(c) Morning glory

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