Pink Floyd - You Got To Be Crazy lyrics

Gotta be crazy, you gotta be mean Gotta keep your shoes and you car clean Gotta keep smiling, you gotta keep fit You gotta keep drinking, you gotta eat sh** You gotta be small to be a big shot Gotta eat meat to stay at the top You gotta be trusted, you gotta tell lies Gotta be able to narrow your eyes You gotta believe they've gotta believe you Gotta appear to be easy to see through Gotta be sure you look good on TV Gotta resemble a human being You gotta keep one eye over your shoulder Gotta get harder as you get older Gotta fly south and hide in the sand Gotta forget that you're gonna get cancer And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down all alone Dragged down by the stone You gotta be sure, you gotta be quick Gotta divide the tame from the sick Gotta keep all of us docile and fit You gotta keep everyone buying this sh** They gotta get you started early Possessed by the time you're thirty You work like f** till you're sixty-five Then your time's your own until you die Gotta admit to a lot of confusion Pain in the head is the child of collusion Gotta resist this creeping malaise Gotta believe in the way you get out of the maze But you just keep on pretending You can tell a s**er from a friend But you raise the knife To stranger, lover, friend and foe alike Who was born in a house full of pain Who was sent out to play on his own Who was raised on a diet of shame Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with bridle and bit Who was given a seat in the stand Who was forcing his way to the rails Who was offered a place on the board Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone