This is one of my favorite Pink Floyd songs ever. I’m reasonably sure many of you have not heard this, as it’s a little outside of mainstream radio. It’s from the "Ummagumma" album. Lyrics follow for anyone who’s interested. It also happens to be the longest Pink Floyd song title. A useless little bit of triva for you.

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

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 alive
ye 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 Mary.

‘The only thing that consoles us for our miseries is diversion, and yet this is the greatest of our miseries. For it is mainly what prevents us from thinking about ourselves, leading us imperceptibly to our ruin. Without it we would be bored, and this boredom would drive us to seek a more solid means of escape. But diversion amuses us and guides us imperceptibly to death’.

~ Blaise Pascal, Pensées