Compiled by David Gilmour
Udgivet December 1981
Cover Design
Datoen for denne udgivelse er interessant. Normalt er der ikke meget
interessant ved disse "Greatest Hits"-udgivelser, der kun har et formål, nemlig
at score kassen. Dét formål havde denne udgivelse også helt klart. Forskellen
er bare, at det normalt er pladeseskaberne der vil tjene flere penge, men denne
gang var det nu Pink Floyd selv. Det er her datoen kommer ind i billedet. Pink
Floyd var nemlig i gang med det store 3-i-1 projekt The Wall og var nu nået til
filmprojektet. Størstedelen af de 7.000.000 £ filmen kostede stod Floyd for, og
det var hertil der skulle tjenes penge.
Så Gilmour sammensatte denne plade
af hits i original optagelser og remix-udgaver. Pladen udkom så op til
julesalget. Selve musikken er ikke i mine øjne særligt interessant, da det er
minimalt der er ændret ved sangen i disse "remix-udgaver". Nummeret Money er
nu en reel genindspilning,- altså Floyd er gået i studiet og har spillet
nummeret - men udover dét er der ikke ændret noget. Man skal virkelig gå op i
det for at kunne værdsætte forskellen.
Numre på denne plade
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One of These Days (Waters, Gilmour, Wright, Mason) 5:49
One of these days I'm gonna cut you in to litlle pieces
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 star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.
"I was just
telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking
why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely"
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a
certain unease in the air.
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and
obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley
of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now
things are really what they seem.
No, this is no bad dream.
The Lord
is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures
green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth
my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me
to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When
cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make
the bugger's eyes water.
Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with
a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of
obscurity into the dream.
Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if
you want to grow old.
Shine on You Crazy Diamond (Gilmour, Waters, Wright) 10:40
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy
diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
of childhood
and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway
laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on
you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the
light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you
seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Nobody knows where you are,
How near or how far.
Shine on you crazy
diamond.
Pile on many more layers
And I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow
Of yesterday's
triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child,
You
winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
Wish You Were Here (Gilmour, Waters) 5:26
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your
heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Another Brick in the Wall part II (Waters) 3:54
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave us kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.