Time - Pink Floyd

 Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
 You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
 Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
 Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

 Tired of lying in the sunshine
 Staying home to watch the rain
 And you are young and life is long
 And there is time to kill today
 And then one day you find
 Ten years have got behind you
 No one told you when to run
 You missed the starting gun

 And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
 Racing around to come up behind you again
 The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
 Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

 Every year is getting shorter
 Never seem to find the time
 Plans that either come to nought
 Or half a page of scribbled lines
 Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
 The time is gone
 The song is over
 Thought I'd something more to say

 Home, home again
 I like to be here when I can
 When I come home cold and tired
 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
 Far away across the field
 The tolling of the iron bell
 Calls the faithful to their knees
 To hear the softly spoken magic spells 

Another brick in the wall - Pink Floyd

 We don't need no education 
 We don't need no thought control 
 No dark sarcasm in the classroom 
 Teacher leave them kids alone 
 Hey teacher leave them kids alone 
 All in all your just another brick in the wall 
 All in all you're just another brick in the wall 
 
 [chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London] 
 
 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 teacher leave us kids alone 
 All in all you're 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 
 Teacher leave them kids alone 
 Hey teacher leave them kids alone 
 All in all your just another brick in the wall 
 All in all you're just another brick in the wall 
 
 [chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London] 
 
 We don't need no education 
 We don't need no thought control 
 No dark sarcasm in the classroom 
 Teacher leave them kids alone 
 Hey teacher leave us kids alone 
 All in all you're just another brick in the wall 
 All in all you're just another brick in the wall

On the streets of this town - Steve Forbert

 I'll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I've got to lose is a feelin' called the blues

And a little old frown

I signed your dotted line and did my best at tryin'

Givin' all I could give

And all I've gotten back is this feelin' that I lack

What I'm needing to live

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by

I found myself a girl who brightened up my world

From December to May

And the ran off with Jim, but I'll defer to him

And his purple beret

'Cause he knows how to wheel and deal and not to feel

When he's knockin' you down

And I know he'll succeed, 'cause that's just what you need

On the streets of this town

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by, hey yeah

I'll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I've got to lose is a feelin' called the blues

That's been going around

I fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform

Where you told me to go

And got back in return, this here feelin' that I've learned

What the Indians know

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by, by, by