Pink Floyd – The Great Gig in the Sky

…and I’m not frightened of dying.
Any time will do; I don’t mind.
Why should I be frightened of dying?
There’s no reason for it—you’ve gotta go sometime…

Wuhhuhohoh aaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyaii
AaaaaAAAAAAAhhhh-ooo, ooohhhh
Ohhh ohhh ohhh oh uh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ay ay,
Ay ay ay ay ay uh uhh, ah ahaaaaaaaAAAAaaaAAaAAAa,
AAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaAAAA, ohh, ohho, ooh, ohhhh
oh OH oh OH oh OH owowowowowo
owoaHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh ahHhHHH ahHHHHH AHHHHH,
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhaaaaaaaa, ohhh, oohhh,
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oooo…
Oooo-oh-oh-oh-ohhh,
Ohhhh-ohh-oh-ohhh,
Oooh oh ooh ahhhh uwh ahh hey ehhh,
AHaHaAha, Oh, Oh, ohhhhhhh, OhHhH oh, Oh…
Ooh…

I never said I was frightened of dying.

 

Ohwoh, uhWAAAAhhhh, oohh,
OOOOOOooooHHHH, ooooooooooHHHH,
Uh, uh, Uuuoooohhhohohohhhaaaaa, H-AAaaaa, Oohohoh
Oh,
Oh,
Ooh,
Oooh,
Uh-uh-uhaaaaa

(Rick Wright/Clare Torry, 1973)