The oligarch is in the parkThe oligarch is in the parkRemembering gamesAnd daisy chains and laughsGot to keep the loonies on the path
And if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings tooI'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The oligarch is in my headThe oligarch is in my headYou raise the bladeYou make the changeYou rearrange me 'til I'm saneYou lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere's someone in my head, but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hearAnd if the band you're in starts playing different tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon
(thanks, pink)
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