Us, and them And after all we're only ordinary men Me, and you God only knows it's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, and the lines on the map moved from side to side Black and blue And who knows which is which and who is who Up and down And in the end it's only round and round and round Haven't you heard it's a battle of words the poster bearer cried Listen son, said the man with the gun There's room for you inside
Down and out It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about Out of the way, it's a busy day I've got things on my mind For want of the price of a tea and a slice The old man died.
The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change you re-arrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band your'e in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
I don't need no walls around me. And I don't need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need any thing at all. No. Don't think I need anything at all. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall.
Hey you, Out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, Can you feel me? Hey you, Standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, Can you feel me? Hey you, Don't help them to bury the light. Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, Out there on your own, Sitting naked by the phone, Would you touch me? Hey you, With your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, Would you touch me? Hey you, Would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see. No matter how he tried he could not break free. And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, Out there on the road, Always doing what you're told, Can you help me? Hey you, Out there beyond the wall, Breaking bottles in the hall, Can you help me? Hey you, Don't tell me there's no hope at all. Together we stand, divided we fall.
I got a little black book with my poems in. Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb. When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone. I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on. Got those swollen hands blues. Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from. I got electric light, And I got second sight. Got amazing powers of observation. And that is how I know, When I try to get through, On the telephone to you, There'll be nobody home.
I got the obligatory Hendrix perm, And the inevitable pinhole burns, All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I got nicotine stains on my fingers. I got a silver spoon on a chain. Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I've got wild, staring eyes. And I got a strong urge to fly, But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to... fly to... fly to...). Ooooo Babe, When I pick up the phone, There's still nobody home.
I got a pair of Gohill boots, And I got fading roots.
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn? Remember how she said that We would meet again Some sunny day? Vera! Vera! What has become of you? Does anybody else here Feel the way I do?
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax. I need some information first. Just the basic facts, Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I got that feeling once again. I can't explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. Ok. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more ...Aaaaaahhhhh! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working. Good. That'll keep you going for the show. Come on it's time to go. There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb.
Must the show go on? Oooooo Pa, (Let me go, let me go, let me go.) Oooooo Ma, (Take me home, take me home, take me home.) There must be some mistake, I never meant to let them take, Away my soul. Am I too old? Is it too late? Where has the feeling gone? Will I remember this song? The show must go on.
So ya Thought ya Might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise
You better run like hell You better make your face up in Your favourite disguise With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes With your empty smile And your hungry heart Feel the bile rising from your guilty past With your nerves in tatters When the cockleshell shatters And the hammers batter Down the door You better fun like hell You better dun all day And run all night And keep your dirty feelings Deep inside And if you take your girlfriend Out tonight, You better park the car Well out of sight Cos if they catch you in the back seat Trying to pick her locks They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box You better run
Oooooh You cannot reach me now. Oooooh No matter how you try. Goodbye cruel world, its over Walk on by.
Sitting in a bunker Here behind my wall. Waiting for the worms... to come.
In perfect isolation Here behind my wall. Waiting for the worms... to come.
Waiting, to cut off the dead wood. Waiting, to clean up the city. Waiting, to follow, the worms. Waiting, to put on a black tail. Waiting, to weed out the weaklings. Waiting, to smash in there windows and kick in there doors. Waiting, for the final solution of destruction that reins. Waiting, to follow the worms. Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens. Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the reds and the jews. Waiting, to follow the worms.
(Would?) Would you like to see (would you like to see) Britannia rule again? My friend? All ya have to do, is follow, the worms. (Hahaha!) (Would?) Would you like to see (would you like to see) our colored cousins, home again. My friend? All you need to do is follow, the worms.
Stop I wanna go home Take off this uniform And leave the show And I'm waiting here in this cell Because I have to know Have I been guilty all this time
Good morning, The Worm, Your Honour, The Crown will plainly show, The prisoner who now stands before you, Was caught red-handed showing feelings. Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good, In the end, Your Honour. If they'd let me have my way, I could have flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied. The bleeding hearts and artists, Let him get away with murder. Let me hammer him today.
Crazy. Toys in the attic, I am crazy. Truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away. (Crazy. Toys in the attic, he is crazy.)
You little shit, you're in it now. I hope they throw away the key. You should've talked to me more often than you did. But no! You had to go your own way. Have you broken any homes up lately? Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honour, Him and me alone.
Baaaaaabe! Come to Mother, baby. Let me hold you in my arms. M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, Your Honour, let me take him home.
Crazy. Over the rainbow, I am crazy. Bars in the window. There must have been a door there in the wall. For when I came in. . . (Crazy. Over the rainbow, he is crazy.)
The evidence before the court is incontravertible. There's no need for the jury to retire. In all my years of judging I have never heard before, Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to deficate! -- No, Judge, the jury! Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before your peers. Tear down the wall!
All alone, or in twos, The ones who really know you, Walk up and down outside the wall. Some hand in hand, Some gather together in bands, The bleeding hearts and artists, Make their stand. And when they've given you their all, Some stagger and fall. After all it's not easy, Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
"....we came in?" so ya thought ya might like to go to the show. to feel the warm thrill of confusion that space cadet glow. tell me is something eluding you, sunshine? is this not what you expected to see? if you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise.
"lights! turn on the sound effects! action!" "drop it, drop it on'em! drop it on them!!!!!"
