The Happiest Days Of Our Lives (1982 Remix) Pink Floyd (Ft. Alex McAvoy)

[Hook: Alex McAvoy]
You! You! Yes you! Stand still laddy!

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Roger Waters]
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children in any way they could

[Verse 2: Roger Waters]
By pouring their derision upon anything we did
Exposing every weakness however carefully hidden by the kid

[Dialogue: Alex McAvoy]
"What have we here, laddie? Mysterious scribblings? A secret code? No. Poems, no less. Poems, everybody! The lad hеre reckons himself a poеt
'Money, get back. I'm all right, Jack. Keep your hands off my stack
New car, caviar, four-star daydream. Think I'll buy me a football team.'
Absolute rubbish, laddie! Get on with your work. Repeat after me, an acre is the area of a rectangle whose length is one furlong and whose width is one chain."

[Verse 3: Roger Waters]
But in the town, it was well known, when they got home at night
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them within inches of their lives

[Outro: Roger Waters, David Gilmour]
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