One Of My Tunes
Pink Floyd Lyrics


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"Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars?
"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you"
"This place is bigger than our apartment"
"Let me know when you're entering a room"
"Yes sir"
"Um, Can I get a drink of water?"
"I was wondering about"
"You want some, huh?"
"Yes"
"Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you want to take bath?"
"I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main"
"What are watching?"
"If you'll just let me know as soon as you can Mrs Bancroft" "Mrs Bancroft"
"Hello?"
"I don't understand"
"Are you feeling okay?"

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
And night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?




Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pink Floyd's "One of My Turns" portrays the bleakness and helplessness in the life of the singer. The song starts with a conversation between the singer and a bellboy where he expresses amazement at the room's size and asks for a glass of water. The Bellboy assures him and calls him Sir, further exacerbating the feeling of isolation that is evident throughout the song. The conversation turns increasingly erratic as the singer speaks out of turn and questions his surroundings, asking about watching television or eating. The underlying sense of loneliness and desperation is palpable. By the end of the conversation, it is evident that the singer's mental state is fragile, and he acknowledges the "turn" he can feel approaching. The line "I feel cold as a razor blade, tight as a tourniquet, dry as a funeral drum" accentuates the gravity of the singer's psychological state. By the end of the song, the singer turns violent and irrational, forcing his partner to flee.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars?
Expressing amazement at seeing many guitars in a fabulous room.


I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you
Apologizing for startling someone.


This place is bigger than our apartment
Stating the obvious, that the place is bigger than an apartment.


Let me know when you're entering a room
Requesting to be informed before anyone enters the room.


Yes sir
Replying affirmatively to a question made by someone.


Um, Can I get a drink of water?
Asking for permission to drink water.


I was wondering about
Starting a sentence with no clear substance or direction.


You want some, huh?
Asking if someone wants something.


Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you want to take bath?
Expressing amazement at seeing a tub and asking if someone wants to take a bath.


I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main
Saying you have to check with Mrs. Bancroft to find out the time she wants to meet for her main meal.


What are watching?
Asking someone what they are watching.


If you'll just let me know as soon as you can Mrs Bancroft
Requesting to be informed as soon as possible by Mrs. Bancroft.


Mrs Bancroft
Mentioning the name of someone.


Hello?
Answering the phone, asking for a greeting.


I don't understand
Admitting not to comprehend something.


Are you feeling okay?
Asking someone if they are feeling alright.


Day after day, love turns grey
Expressing the monotony of love over time.


Like the skin of a dying man
Comparing the color of love to the skin of a dying man.


And night after night, we pretend its all right
Continuing the theme of monotony, pretending things are alright.


But I have grown older and
An admission of aging.


You have grown colder and
An admission of emotional distance between two people.


Nothing is very much fun any more
Stating that nothings as fun as it used to be.


And I can feel one of my turns coming on
Sensing the onset of an unusual behavior pattern.


I feel cold as a razor blade
Describing the feeling of being cold as a razor blade.


Tight as a tourniquet
Describing the feeling of being tight as a tourniquet.


Dry as a funeral drum
Describing the feeling of being dry like a funeral drum.


Run to the bedroom,In the suitcase on the left You'll find my favorite axe
Instructing someone to bring a suitcase and in it is an axe.


Don't look so frightened This is just a passing phase One of my bad days
Assuring someone that you are only having one of your bad days and that it'll pass.


Would you like to watch T.V.?
Asking if someone would like to watch T.V.


Or get between the sheets?
Asking if someone would rather lie in bed.


Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Asking if someone wants to think about something peaceful.


Would you like something to eat?
Asking if someone wants to eat.


Would you like to learn to fly? Would'ya?
Asking if someone wants to learn how to fly.


Would you like to see me try?
Offering to show someone you can fly.


Would you like to call the cops?
Asking if someone wants to call the police.


Do you think it's time I stopped?
Asking if someone thinks you should stop.


Why are you running away?
Asking why someone is running away.




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Written by: Roger Waters

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@Samantha_C1

Lyrics of poetry >>>
Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
And night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?



@stormseun

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
And night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?



@erikstark3250

Day after day
Love turns gray
Like the skin of a dying man
And night after night
We pretend it's alright
But I have grown older
And you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun anymore

Best lyrics ever



@jeannemuzeka877

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man.
And night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?



All comments from YouTube:

@garydavidsinclair5297

I. Feel. Cold as a razor blade, tight as a tourniquet, dry as a funeral drum.
Lyrical genius.

@gianghost

That part always get me

@hopebear06

A funeral drunk. An alcoholic who's sober attending a funeral.

@marcoio23

Run to the bedroom on the suitcase on the left, you'll find my favourite axe!

@jayankaghosh

@hopebear06 Funeral drum my friend. Just lifelessly beating mourning the loss of a life

@baggrat

For sure...Musical genius throughout....

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@seymoresas

That tear right before he loses it tho ... right in the feels.

@grusco.5774

Yeah dude

@NaN-ck5yo

I was shocked when I found out that he isn't "really" an actor. Bob was brilliant.

@wxlpmnb9349

@Nat N What do you mean by "not an actor"?

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