text: This is Radio 1
  On medium wave
  And this is John Peel with another concert, and this one-
  No!
  You blew it, you did it all wrong. Anyway, The Pink Floyd!
  When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
  Summer evening birds are calling
  Summer Sunday and a year
  Last sunlight disappears
  Distant bells, new-mown grass smells
  So sweet
  By the river, holding hands
  Roll me up and lay me down
  And if you hear, dont make a sound
  Pick your feet up off the ground
  And if you hear as the warm night falls
  A silver sound for a time so strange
  Sing to me, sing to me
  When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
  Summer evening birds are calling
  Childrens laughter in my ears
  Last sunlight disappears
  And if you hear, dont make a sound
  Pick your feet up off the ground
  And if you hear as the warm night falls
  A silver sound from a time so strange
  Sing to me, sing to me
  When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
  Summer evening birds are calling
  Summer Sunday and a year
  The last sunlight disappears
  And if you hear, dont make a sound
  Pick your feet up off the ground
  And if you hear as the warm night falls
  A silver sound from a time so strange
  Sing to me, sing to me
  Sing to me, sing to me
  And if you had listened to this program a year ago, you would have heard the Floyd do Dave Gilmours Fat Old Sun then, but its changed quite a bit, I think, during the past twelve months
  This next one is described by Roger Waters as a poignant appraisal of the contemporary social situation. Make what you will of that. During the course of it, too, Nick Masons vocal debut comes round. And although youll hear his voice, at no time—if youre here in the studio, of course—at no time will you see his lips move, which is something of a technical tour de force. And its called One of These Days, Im Going to Cut You into Little Pieces, or for the benefit of the LP, One of These Days.