Crumbling Land Lyrics by Pink Floyd

In a while Ill find the time to make the sunshine mine
In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
Wheeling, soaring, gliding high

On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
Shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
Wining, dining, shining king

Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
Drinking in the clear blue well
Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
But fifty