Song Lyric Sunday this week is about mental health. I resisted the temptation just to throw in something containing the word ‘crazy’ (‘Still Crazy After All These Years’; ‘Mama Weer All Crazee Now’) and I’ve already deployed what, to my mind, is one of the finest evocations of madness ever written – ‘Brain Damage/Eclipse’ by Pink Floyd.
After that, it got a bit more challenging until I delved a little deeper into the Floyd’s back catalogue and came across this. It is, by their standards, rather obscure because although it was performed live in 1974 and 1975, it never appeared, under this title, on an album. However, it does form the basis – albeit with completely different lyrics – of the song ‘Sheep’, from the 1977 ‘Animals’ album. That’s one that, I have to admit, largely passed me by, what with real life getting in the way at that time.
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
Written by Roger Waters
the only deadhead in the hameau 
Great music and totally awesome lyrics. Pink Floyd is always a good choice.
Seriously good jam. I can’t help but feeling that this one could also be about Syd in some way.