More testimony to the fact that Waters did way too much acid!


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Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict

Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain
picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye get me aliveye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.

Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?
.
..and the wind cried back.
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Some of the animal noises is actually speeded recordings of Waters saying 'Bring back my guitar' ! Its all so dopey-good,man!

But hey, this was from an album where there was a pleasant change from the band's central theme being ranting about the horrors of childhood and adolescence as the unspoilt hope of the unborn...yeah..apparently, 'Ummagumma' was a slang for 'sex' in the 60s.

kay sera sera, Pink Floyd rule!