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Post N° 7


BRAIN DAMAGE"The lunatic is on the grassThe lunatic is on the grassRemembering games and daysy chains and laughsGot to keep the loonies on the pathThe lunatic is in the hallThe lunatics are in my hallThe paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings moreAnd if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forbodings tooI'll see on the dark side of the moonThe lunatic is in my head Il matto è nella mia testaThe lunatic is in my head Il matto è nella mia testaYou raise the blade,you make the changeYou re-arrange me'till i'm saneYou lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere's someone in my head but it's not meAnd if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hearAnd if the band yuor'e in starts playing different tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon"Buona notte