Text Písně: Nobody Home - Pink Floyd

I've got a little black book with my poems in
I've got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
When I'm good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
I've got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hand blues
Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
I've got electric light
and I've got second sight
I've got amazing powers of observation
and that is how I know
when I try to get through
on the telephone to you
there'll be nobody home
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
and the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favourite satin shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild staring eyes
I've got a strong urge to fly
But I've got nowhere to fly to
Ooooh babe, when I pick up the phone
there's still nobody home
I've got a pair of Gohill's boots
and I've got fading roots

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Pink Floyd - Vera
Pink Floyd - Bring The Boys Back Home
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb
Pink Floyd - The Show Must Go On
Pink Floyd - In The Flesh

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Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here
Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall Pt.I
Pink Floyd - Another Brick In The Wall Pt.III
Pink Floyd - The Trial