Lyrics

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You cried for the Moon.

Shine on, you crazy diamond!

Threatened by shadows at night

And exposed in the light

Shine on, you crazy diamond!

Well you wore out your welcome

With random precision

Rode on the steel breeze

Come on, you raver, you seer of visions

Come on, you painter, you piper, you prisoner

And shine!

Welcome, my son, welcome to the machine

Where have you been?

It's alright we know where have you been.

You've been in the pipeline, filling in time

Provided with toys and "Scouting for Boys"

You bought a guitar to punish your ma

And you didn't like school

And you know you're nobody's fool

So welcome to the machine

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine

What did you dream?

It's alright we told you what to dream.

You dreamed of a big star

He played mean guitar

He always ate in the Steak Bar

He loved to drive in his Jaguar

So welcome to the Machine

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar

You're gonna go far,

You're gonna fly high, you're never gonna die,

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