1967 Apples And Oranges - Single

   Publicación: 18 de noviembre (U.K).

Productor: Norman Smith.
Grabación: 26 y 27 de octubre de 1967.
Estudios: Abbey Road Studios, Londres.
Grabación "Paint Box": Octubre de 1967.
Estudios: De Lane Lea Studios, Londres.
Discográfica U.K: Columbia/EMI.
N° de catalogo: DB 8310.


Tracks:

   Lado A.

01 Apples And Oranges.
(Barrett)   3:08

   Lado B.

01 Paint Box.
(Rick Wright)   3:33

Single Vinyl 7' - Edición U.K:

Discográfica: Columbia Records.

N° de catalogo: DB 8310.

 Frente.

 Trasera.

Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.

Single Vinyl 7' - Edición U.K Promo:

Discográfica: Columbia Records/EMI.

N° de catalogo: DB 8310.

 Portada.

 Contraportada.

Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.

Pink Floyd:

Syd Barrett: Guitarra, voz.

Roger Waters: Bajo, coros.

Richard Wright: Órgano Hammond, piano, piano eléctrico coros.

Nick Mason - Batería, percusión.

Letras:

Apples and Oranges.

(Barrett)

Got a presstop can, cigarettes in my pocket

Going up to the shops

Shopping at shops she's walking with a sunshine tan

Feeling very cool

At the butchers and the bakers and the supermarket stall

Getting ev'rything she wants from the supermarket stall

Apples and oranges.

Cornering me as she trips up the street to meet the people

She's on time again and I catch her by the eye

Then I stop and have to think what a funny thing to do

'cos I'm feeling very faint

Apples and oranges.

I love she

She loves me

See you

See you.

Thought you might like to know

I'm the lorry driver man

She's on the run

Down by the river side

Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges.

Paint Box.

(Wright)

Last night I had too much to drink

Sitting in a club with so many fools

Playing to rules, trying to impress

But feeling rather empty

I had another drink.

What a way to spend that ev'ning!

They all turn up with their friends

Playing the game

They're in the scene

Oh I should have been far away.

Getting up, I feel so bad

Remembering what's been before

I open the door

Then I forget.

The telephone rings and someone speaks

She would very much like to go out to a show

So what can I do?

I can't think what to say

She'll see thru anyway.

Out of the frontdoor I go

Traffic moving rather slow - arriving late

There she waits looking very angry

As cross as she can be.

Getting up, I feel so bad

Remembering what's been before

I open the door to an empty room

Then I forget.

Videos:

Apples and Oranges.

Paint Box.