Raving And Drooling - Pink Floyd

Raving and drooling, I fell on his neck with a scream

He had a whole lot of terminal shock in his eye

That’s what you get for pretending the rest are not real

Babbling and snapping at far away flies

He will zig zag his way back through memories of boredom and pain

How does it feel to be empty and angry and spaced

Split up the middle between the illusion of safety in numbers

And the fist in your face