One 70's summer day, mom came in my room and literally ripped it off the turntable. Dazed and confused (she had no problem when I played Frank Zappa mind you) I asked her what my crime was now...
Someone had told her that song was about a heroin junkie (news to me!) and she wouldn't have any "druggie" music in her house!
So I plugged in "Dark Side of The Moon" into my 8-track player (which was just fine with her).
Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end...we'd sing and dance forever and a day