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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
They flutter behind you your possible pasts,
Some brighteyed and crazy, some frightened and lost. A warning to anyone still in command [Cattle truck noises] "Ranks! Fire!" Of their possible future, to take care. In derelict sidings the poppies entwine With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time. Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we shoud be closer? She stood in the doorway, the ghost of a smile Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign. Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs. Stepping up boldly one put out his hand. He said, "I was just a child then, now I'm only a man." Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? By the cold and religious we were taken in hand Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad. Tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray Now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay. And strung out behind us the banners and flags Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags. Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some brighteyed and crazy, some frightened and lost A warning to anyone still in command Of their possible future to take care In derelict sidings the poppies entwine With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? She stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs Stepping up boldly one put out his hand He said, "I was just a child then now I'm only a man." Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? By the cold and religious we were taken in hand Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad And strung out behind us the banners and flags Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags Do you remember me? How we used to be? Do you think we should be closer? |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
i am just a new boy,
stranger in this town. where are all the good times? who's gonna show this stranger around? ooooh, i need a dirty woman. ooooh, i need a dirty girl. will some cold woman in this desert land make me feel like a real man? take this rock and roll refugee oooh, baby set me free. ooooh, i need a dirty woman. ooooh, i need a dirty girl. (phone rings....clink of receiver being lifted) " hello...?" "yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd. will you accept the charges from united states?" (clunk! of phone being put down) " oh, he hung up! that's your residence, right? i wonder why he hung up? is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?" (phone rings again.. clunk of receiver being picked up) "hello?" "this is united states calling, are we reaching... (interrupted by phone being put down) "see he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering." (whirr of connectiom being closed) |
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from Roger Waters - The Wall: Live In Berlin [live] (2000)
I am just a new boy
Stranger in this town Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger around? Oh I need a dirty woman Oh I need a dirty girl Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man? Take this rock and roll refugee Oh Babe, set me free Oh I need a dirty woman Oh I need a dirty girl Oh I need a dirty woman Oh I need a dirty girl |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
I am just a new boy
Stranger in this town Where are all the good times Who's gonna show this stranger around Ooooo I need a dirty woman Ooooo I need a dirty girl Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man? Take this rock n roll refugee Ooo Babe, set me free Ooooo I need a dirty woman Ooooo I need a dirty girl Ooooo I need a dirty woman Ooooo I need a dirty girl (Phone Ringing) [Man:] "Hello?" [Operator:] Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd Will you accept the charges from the United States (Phone is Hung Up) He hung up. Is this your residence, sir I wonder why he hung up There must be someone else there besides your wife to answer (Phone Ringing) [Man:] Hello [Operator:] This is the United States calling Are we reaching (Phone is Hung Up) See he keeps hanging up But it's a man answering (Operator cuts connection) |
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from Pink Floyd 13집 - A Momentary Lapse Of Reason (1987)
[Yet Another Movie]
One sound, one single sound One kiss, one single kiss A face outside the window pane However did it come to this? A man who ran, a child who cried A girl who heard, a voice that lied The sun that burned a fiery red The vision of an empty bed The use of force, he was so tough She'll soon submit, she's had enough The march of fate, the broken will Someone is lying very still He has laughed and he has cried He has fought and he has died He's just the same as all the rest He's not the worst, he's not the best And still this ceaseless murmuring The babbling that I brook The seas of faces, eyes upraised The empty screen, the vacant look A man in black on a snow white horse, A pointless life has run its course, The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run As he fades into the setting sun M: You're going on that plane to take you where you belong. W: But no, I have... M: You have got to listen to me. Do you have any idea what you have to look forward to if you stay here? Nine chances out of 10 we both end up in a concentration camp and that.... W: You're only saying these things to make me go. M: I'm saying it 'cause it's true. Inside us, we both know we belong in different...... ....maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life. W: But what about us? But what about us? But what about us? [Round And Around] instrumental |
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from Pink Floyd 7집 - Obscured By Clouds (1972)
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand 'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in Waiting on the first step Show me where the key is kept Point me down the right line because it's time To let me in from the cold Turn my lead into gold 'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Flash the readies Wot's... uh the deal Got to make it to the next meal Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel Mile after mile stone after stone You turn to speak but you're alone Million miles from home you're on your own So let me in from the cold Turn my lead into gold 'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Fire bright by candle light With her by my side And if she prefers we need never stir again Someone sent the promised land And I grabbed it with both hands Now I'm the man on the inside looking out Hear me shout, "Come on in What's the news, and where you been?" 'Cause there's no wind left in my soul And I've grown old |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
So,so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish,how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. wish you were here. |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
So,so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish,how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. wish you were here. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
So so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell Did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change And did you exchange walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage How I wish how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found The same old fears Wish you were here |
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from Roger Waters - Radio Kaos (1987)
Me and Benny went out last night Looking for fun Supping ale in the moonlight Waiting for the dawn to come Benny pointed at a HiFi shop He said hey man look at all the stuff they've got How'd you make a have out of a have not Hmmmm. Who needs information When you're working underground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Benny climbed up on a footbridge And he teetered on the parapet He said can you see the whites of their headlights Are they coming yet Who needs information This high off the ground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Who needs information When you're living in constant fear Just give me confirmation There's some way out of here Some way out of here Benny hefted a breeze block And tried to let go Got hung up on a tear drop So me and Benny went home Who needs information When you're living in constant fear Just give me confirmation There's some way out of here Some way out of here Who needs information yeah When you're living on borrowed time Just give me confirmation There will be a winner this time Who needs information when you're working underground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Who needs, who needs, who needs information This high off the ground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds - yeah Jim: Um. Jim lights a cigarette. Jim: So your brother's in jail |
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from Roger Waters - Flickering Flame (2002)
Me and Benny went out last night
Looking for fun Supping ale in the moonlight Waiting for the dawn to come Benny pointed at a HiFi shop He said hey man look at all the stuff they've got How'd you make a have out of a have not Hmmmm. Who needs information When you're working underground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Benny climbed up on a footbridge And he teetered on the parapet He said can you see the whites of their headlights Are they coming yet Who needs information This high off the ground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Who needs information When you're living in constant fear Just give me confirmation There's some way out of here Some way out of here Benny hefted a breeze block And tried to let go Got hung up on a tear drop So me and Benny went home Who needs information When you're living in constant fear Just give me confirmation There's some way out of here Some way out of here Who needs information yeah When you're living on borrowed time Just give me confirmation There will be a winner this time Who needs information when you're working underground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds Who needs, who needs, who needs information This high off the ground Just give me confirmation We could win a million pounds - yeah Jim: Um. Jim lights a cigarette. Jim: So your brother's in jail |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
(Waters)
It was just before dawn One miserable morning in black 'forty four. When the forward commander Was told to sit tight When he asked that his men be withdrawn. And the Generals gave thanks As the other ranks held back The enemy tanks for a while. And the Anzio bridgehead Was held for the price Of a few hundred ordinary lives. And old King George Sent Mother a note When he heard that father was gone. It was, I recall, In the form of a scroll, With gold leaf and all. And I found it one day In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away. And my eyes still grow damp to remember His Majesty signed With his own rubber stamp. It was dark all around. There was frost in the ground When the tigers broke free. And no one survived )From the Royal Fusiliers Company C. They were all left behind, Most of them dead, The rest of them dying. And that's how the High Command Took my daddy from me. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
(Waters)
What shall we do to fill the empty spaces Where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out across the sea of faces In search of more and more applause? Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car? Shall we work straight through the night? Shall we get into fights? Leave the lights on? Drop bombs? Do tours of the east? contract diseases? Bury bones? Break up homes? Send flowers by phone? Take to drink? Go to shrinks? Give up meat? Rarely sleep? Keep people as pets? Train dogs? Race rats? Fill the attic with cash? Bury treasure? Store up leisure? But never relax at all With our backs to the wall. |
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from Pink Floyd 14집 - The Division Bell (1994)
As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood, do you want my tears What do you want What do you want from me Should I sing until I can't sing any more Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're so hard to please What do you want from me Do you think that I know something you don't know (What do you want from me) If I don't promise you the answers would you go (What do you want from me) Should I stand out in the rain Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you I'm not the one you need What do you want from me You can have anything you want You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water Anything you want You can own everything you see Sell your soul for complete control Is that really what you need You can lose yourself this night See inside there is nothing to hide Turn and face the light What do you want from me |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
What do you want from me
As you look around this room tonight Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood, do you want my tears What do you want What do you want from me Should I sing until I can't sing any more Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're so hard to please What do you want from me Do you think I know something you don't know What do you want from me If I don't promise you the answers would you go What do you want from me Should I stand out in the rain Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you I'm not the one you need What do you want from me You can have anything you want You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water Anything you want You can own everything you see Sell your soul for complete control Is that really what you need You can lose yourself this night See inside there is nothing to hide Turn and face the light What do you want from me |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. YOu've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and Scouting for Boys'. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star. he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the SteakBar. He love to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. |
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from Pink Floyd 9집 - Wish You Were Here (1975)
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. YOu've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and Scouting for Boys'. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star. he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the SteakBar. He love to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. |
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from Pink Floyd 14집 - The Division Bell (1994)
From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognise I'd become No more than alive I'd barely survive In a word...overrun Won't hear a sound (He's curled into the corner) From my mouth (But still the screen is flickering) I've spent too long (With an endless stream of garbage to...) On the inside out (...curse the place) My skin is cold (In a sea of random images) To the human touch (The self-destructing animal) This bleeding heart's (Waiting for waves to break) Not beating much I murmured a vow of silence and now I don't even hear when I think aloud Extinguished by light I turn on the night Wear its darkness with an empty smile I'm creeping back to life My nervous system all awry I'm wearing the inside out Look at him now He's paler somehow He's starting to choke It's been so long since he spoke Well he can have the words right from my mouth And with these words I can see Clear through the clouds that covered me Just give it time then speak my name Now we can hear ourselves again I'm holding our (He's standing on the threshold) For the day (Caught in fiery anger) When all the clouds (And hurled into the furnace he'll...) Have blown away (...curse the place) I'm with you now (He's torn in all directions) Can speak your name (And still the screen is flickering) Now we can hear (Waiting for the flames to break) Ourselves again |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1992)
I've been watching
In Tiananmen Square Lost my baby there My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She was a short order pastry chef In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway She had shiny hair She was the daughter of an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my yellow rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She had perfect breasts She had high hopes She had almond eyes She had yellow thighs She was a student of philosophy Won't you grieve with me For my yellow rose Shed a tear For her bloodstained clothes She had shiny hair She had perfect breasts She had high hopes She had almond eyes She had yellow thighs She was the daughter of an engineer So get out your pistols Get out your stones Get out your knives Cut them to the bone They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine They built the dark satanic mills That manufacture hell on earth They bought the front row seats on Calvary They are irrelevant to me But I grieve for my sister People of China Do not forget do not forget The children who died for you Long live the Republic Did we do anything after this I've a feeling we did We were watching TV Watching TV We were watching TV Watching TV She wore a white bandanna that said Freedom now She thought the Great Wall of China Would come tumbling down She was a student Her father was an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my yellow rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek That no-good low-down dirty rat Who used to order his troops To fire on the women and children Imagine that imagine that And in the spring of '48 Mao Tse-tung got quite irate And he kicked that old dictator Chiang Out of the state of China Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa And they armed the island of Quemoy And the shells were flying across the China Sea And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory Called Taiwan And she is different from Cro-Magnon man She's different from Anne Boleyn She is different from the Rosenbergs And from the unknown Jew She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan Half superstar half victim She's a victor star conceptually new And she is different from the Dodo And from the Kankanbono She is different from the Aztec And from the Cherokee She's everybody's sister She's symbolic of our failure She's the one in fifty million Who can help us to be free Because she died on TV And I grieve for my sister |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1994)
I've been watching
In Tiananmen Square Lost my baby there My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She was a short order pastry chef In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway She had shiny hair She was the daughter of an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my yellow rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She had perfect breasts She had high hopes She had almond eyes She had yellow thighs She was a student of philosophy Won't you grieve with me For my yellow rose Shed a tear For her bloodstained clothes She had shiny hair She had perfect breasts She had high hopes She had almond eyes She had yellow thighs She was the daughter of an engineer So get out your pistols Get out your stones Get out your knives Cut them to the bone They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine They built the dark satanic mills That manufacture hell on earth They bought the front row seats on Calvary They are irrelevant to me But I grieve for my sister People of China Do not forget do not forget The children who died for you Long live the Republic Did we do anything after this I've a feeling we did We were watching TV Watching TV We were watching TV Watching TV She wore a white bandanna that said Freedom now She thought the Great Wall of China Would come tumbling down She was a student Her father was an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my yellow rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek That no-good low-down dirty rat Who used to order his troops To fire on the women and children Imagine that imagine that And in the spring of '48 Mao Tse-tung got quite irate And he kicked that old dictator Chiang Out of the state of China Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa And they armed the island of Quemoy And the shells were flying across the China Sea And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory Called Taiwan And she is different from Cro-Magnon man She's different from Anne Boleyn She is different from the Rosenbergs And from the unknown Jew She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan Half superstar half victim She's a victor star conceptually new And she is different from the Dodo And from the Kankanbono She is different from the Aztec And from the Cherokee She's everybody's sister She's symbolic of our failure She's the one in fifty million Who can help us to be free Because she died on TV And I grieve for my sister |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
Oooo You cannot reach me now,
Oooo No matter how you try. Goodbye cruel world, it's 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 out the deadwood. Waiting, to clean up the city. Waiting, to follow the worms. Waiting, to put on a black shirt. Waiting, to weed out the weaklings. Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors. Waiting, for the final solution to strengthen the strain. 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 you like to see Britannia, Rule again, my friend? All you have to do is follow the worms. Would you like to send our colored cousins, Home again, my friend? All you need to do is follow the worms. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
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. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
you cannot reach me now
no matter how you try Goodbye cruel world it's 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 worms to come Waiting to cut out the deadwood Waiting to clean up the city Waiting to follow the worms Waiting to put on a black shirt Waiting to weed out the weaklings Waiting to smash in their windows and kick in their doors Waiting for the final solution to strengthen the strain 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 you like to see Britannia rule us again my friend All you have to do is follow the worms Would you like to send our coloured cousins home again my friend All you need to do is follow the worms |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
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 in here feel the way i do? |
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from Roger Waters - The Wall: Live In Berlin [live] (2000)
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 in here Feel the way I do |
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from Roger Waters - The Wall: Live In Berlin [live] (2000)
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 in here Feel the way I do |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
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? |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
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? |
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from Pink Floyd 8집 - The Dark Side Of The Moon (1973)
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. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men. Me, and you. God only knows it's noz 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. But in the end it's only 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. "I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once! It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?" 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 the want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died. |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road And i think of all the good things That we have left undone And i suffer premonitions Confirm suspicions Of the holocaust to come The wire that holds the cork That keeps the anger in Gives way And suddenly it's day again The sun is in the east Even though the day is done Two suns in the sunset Hmmmmmmmmm Could be the human race is run Like the moment when your brakes lock And you slide toward the big truck And stretch the frozen moments with your fear And you'll never hear their voices And you'll never see their faces You have no recourse to the law anymore And as the windshield melts My tears evaporate Leaving only charcoal to defend Finally i understand The feelings of the few Ashes and diamonds Foe and friend We were all equal in the end |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road And I think of all the good things that we have left undone And I suffer premonitions Confirm suspicions of the holocaust to come The wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in Gives way and suddenly it's day again The sun is in the east even though the day is done Two suns in the sunset hmm... Could be the human race is run Like the moment when the brakes lock And you slide towards the big truck You stretch the frozen moments with your fear And you'll never hear their voices And you'll never see their faces You have no recourse to the law anymore And as the windshield melts my tears evaporate Leaving only charcoal to defend Finally I understand the feelings of the few Ashes and diamonds Foe and friend We were all equal in the end |
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from Roger Waters - Flickering Flame (2002)
Ooooh, the lonely boys
In their towers of faith Ooooh, the lonely boys Locked in their towers of faith The prophet reclined On the Golan Heights Ohhh, the lonely boys He said, this land is my land To the Shiites Ooooh, the lonely boys And Jehova looked up from the sea of Galilee beneath He said, I see you, you thief This land is my land And this sand is my sand And this band is my band Oh the lonely boys Lookin' over their shoulder Checkin out every boulder in the park Where the gates are closed from hate After dark And the Pope rolled up in his armored van He fell on his knees and kissed the land He said something that I did not understand It was in polish Then up stepped an aide He said, I will translate Here is what His Holiness said: 'I am the Chief Jesuit.' 'This land is Jesus' land.' 'And that is all' 'All that there is to it.' Hail Mary Mother of God And in New York City The business man in his mohair suit In the world trade center Puffs on his cheroot And he said, Well I don't care who owns the desert sands My brief Is with the hydrocarbons underneath And the sea of battle rages Around the ancient tombs And mother nature licks her wounds And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith Who are nervous in the park When the gates are closed after dark Ooooh, the lonely boys In their towers of faith Ooooh, the lonely boys Locked in their towers of faith |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1992)
When the sleigh is heavy
And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at you companions And test the water of their friendship With your toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low History is short, the sun is just a minor star The poor man sells his kidneys In some colonial bazaar Ce sera sera Is that your new Ferrari car Nice, but I think I'll wait for the F50 You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn my eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up And last night on TV A Vietnam vet Takes his beard and his pain And his alienation twenty years Back to Asia again Sees the monsters they made In formaldehyde floating 'round Meets a gook on a bike A good little tyke With the same soldier's eyes Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home That it moves me so much Why all the fuss It's only two humans being It's only two humans being Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tender TV This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn in our eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1994)
When the sleigh is heavy
And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at you companions And test the water of their friendship With your toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low History is short, the sun is just a minor star The poor man sells his kidneys In some colonial bazaar Ce sera sera Is that your new Ferrari car Nice, but I think I'll wait for the F50 You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn my eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up And last night on TV A Vietnam vet Takes his beard and his pain And his alienation twenty years Back to Asia again Sees the monsters they made In formaldehyde floating 'round Meets a gook on a bike A good little tyke With the same soldier's eyes Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home That it moves me so much Why all the fuss It's only two humans being It's only two humans being Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tender TV This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn in our eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up |
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from Roger Waters - Flickering Flame (2002)
When the sleigh is heavy
And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at you companions And test the water of their friendship With your toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low History is short, the sun is just a minor star The poor man sells his kidneys In some colonial bazaar Ce sera sera Is that your new Ferrari car Nice, but I think I'll wait for the F50 You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn my eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up And last night on TV A Vietnam vet Takes his beard and his pain And his alienation twenty years Back to Asia again Sees the monsters they made In formaldehyde floating 'round Meets a gook on a bike A good little tyke With the same soldier's eyes Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home That it moves me so much Why all the fuss It's only two humans being It's only two humans being Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tender TV This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn in our eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up |
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from Pink Floyd 8집 - The Dark Side Of The Moon (1973)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch to the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one dayfind ten years have got behind you NO one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say. |
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from Pink Floyd - Pulse [live] (1995)
Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way but you're older And shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say Home home again I like to be there when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1992)
[Woman:]"I went to buy a....a gas bottle. At first I wanted to buy a big one, but then I hadn't got enough money, so I had to buy a smaller one. And I think if I bought a bigger one, then it would have been... the way I wanted it.
And then, er, we went down, and ahm, I put the children to bed. And I tidied the flat and everything. And then they were asleep and everything was a kind of night. I made a bed in the bathroom. I carried them there and put on the gas bottle. But today when I think back peh.. about that. If God did take me, I would've have been in hell because I wasn't right." Reached back for the bottle And rubbed against the lamp Genie came out smiling Like some Eastern tramp He said hey boy what's happening What is going on You can have three wishes If you don't take too long I said well I wish they were all happy in the Lebanon Wish somebody'd help me write this song I wish when I was young My old man had not been gone Genie said consider it done There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory but You've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come home Genie said I'm sorry But that's the way it goes Where the hell's the lamp sucker It's time for me to go Bye There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory But you've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come home |
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from Roger Waters - Amused To Death (1994)
[Woman:]"I went to buy a....a gas bottle. At first I wanted to buy a big one, but then I hadn't got enough money, so I had to buy a smaller one. And I think if I bought a bigger one, then it would have been... the way I wanted it.
And then, er, we went down, and ahm, I put the children to bed. And I tidied the flat and everything. And then they were asleep and everything was a kind of night. I made a bed in the bathroom. I carried them there and put on the gas bottle. But today when I think back peh.. about that. If God did take me, I would've have been in hell because I wasn't right." Reached back for the bottle And rubbed against the lamp Genie came out smiling Like some Eastern tramp He said hey boy what's happening What is going on You can have three wishes If you don't take too long I said well I wish they were all happy in the Lebanon Wish somebody'd help me write this song I wish when I was young My old man had not been gone Genie said consider it done There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory but You've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come home Genie said I'm sorry But that's the way it goes Where the hell's the lamp sucker It's time for me to go Bye There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory But you've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come home |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
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! |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Good morning, Worm your honor. 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 honor. 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 have 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 honor, Him and Me, alone. Baaaaaaaaaabe! Come to mother baby, let me hold you In my arms. M'lud I never wanted him to Get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, your honor, 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 When I came in. Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy. The evidence before the court is Incontrovertible, 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 penalties of law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! But, my friend, you have revealed your Deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers. Tear down the wall! |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
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! |
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from Roger Waters - Radio Kaos (1987)
I used to think the world was flat Rarely threw my hat into the crowd I felt I had used up my quota of yearning Used to look in on the children at night In the glow of their Donald Duck light And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning But, oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Satellite buzzing through the endless night Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be earning Who is the strongest Who is the best Who holds the aces The East Or the West This is the crap our children are learning But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Now the satellite's confused 'Cause on Saturday night The airwaves were full of compassion and light And his silicon heart Warmed to the sight of a billion candles burning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Billy I'm not saying that the battle is won But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the war lords Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Sylvester Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning ... |
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from Roger Waters - The Wall: Live In Berlin [live] (2000)
I used to think the world was flat
Rarely threw my hat into the crowd I felt I had used up my quota of yearning Used to look in on the children at night In the glow of their Donald Duck light And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning But, oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Satellite buzzing through the endless night Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be earning Who is the strongest Who is the best Who holds the aces The East Or the West This is the crap our children are learning But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Now the satellite's confused 'Cause on Saturday night The airwaves were full of compassion and light And his silicon heart Warmed to the sight of a billion candles burning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Billy I'm not saying that the battle is won But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the war lords Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Sylvester Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning ... |
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from Roger Waters - Flickering Flame (2002)
I used to think the world was flat
Rarely threw my hat into the crowd I felt I had used up my quota of yearning Used to look in on the children at night In the glow of their Donald Duck light And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning But, oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Satellite buzzing through the endless night Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be earning Who is the strongest Who is the best Who holds the aces The East Or the West This is the crap our children are learning But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Now the satellite's confused 'Cause on Saturday night The airwaves were full of compassion and light And his silicon heart Warmed to the sight of a billion candles burning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Billy I'm not saying that the battle is won But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the war lords Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Sylvester Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning ... |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
Momma loves her baby,
And Daddy loves you, too. And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe, And the sky may look blue. Oooooo Babe. Oooooooo Baby Blue. Oooooo Ooohh Babe. If you should go skating, On the thin ice of modern life, Dragging behind you the silent reproach, Of a million tear-stained eyes, Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice, Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind, With your fear flowing out from behind, You as you claw the ice. |
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Momma loves her baby
And daddy loves you too And the sea may look warm to you babe And the sky may look blue Ooh baby Ooh baby blue Ooh babe If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Draggin' behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
Momma loves her baby
And Daddy loves you too And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe And the sky may look blue Oooooo Babe Oooooooo Baby Blue Oooooo Oooooo Babe If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice |
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from Pink Floyd 11집 - The Wall (1979)
Must the show go on?
Voices: 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. |
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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. |
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from Pink Floyd - Is There Anybody Out There?: The Wall Live 1980-81 [live] (2000)
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. |
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The black and green scarecrow as ev'ryone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere He didn't care... He stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking his arms didn't move Except when the wind cut up rough And mice ran around on the ground He stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me But now he's resigned to his fate 'Cause life's not unkind He doesn't mind He stood in a field where barley grows |
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from Pink Floyd 1집 - The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn (1967)
The black and green scarecrow as ev'ryone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere He didn't care... He stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking his arms didn't move Except when the wind cut up rough And mice ran around on the ground He stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me But now he's resigned to his fate 'Cause life's not unkind He doesn't mind He stood in a field where barley grows |
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from Roger Waters - Radio Kaos (1987)
The powers that be They like a tough game No rules Some you win, some you lose Competition's good for you They're dying to be free They're the powers that be They like a bomb proof cadillac Air conditioned, gold taps, Back seat gun rack, platinum hub caps They pick horses for courses They're the market forces Nice car Jack They like order, make-up, lime light power Game shows, rodeos, star wars, TV They're the powers that be If you see them come, You better run - run You better run on home Sisters of mercy better join your brothers Put a stop to the soap opera right now They say the toothless get ruthless You better run on home You better run - run You better run on home The powers that be They like treats, tricks, carrots and sticks They like fear and loathing, they like sheep's clothing And blacked-out vans Blacked-out vans, contingency plans They like death or glory, they love a good story They love a good story Sisters of mercy better join with your brothers Put a stop to the soap opera state They say the toothless get ruthless Run home before its too late You better run - run You better run on home Billy: Goodnight, Jim. Jim: Goodnight, Billy. Uncle David's Great Dane: Woof, woof, woof! The canyon - daytime. Billy plays with Great Uncle David's Great Dane. Paraquat Kelly: Bull heads, three red snapper, one pink snapper and your Pacific coastal trench hosemonster fish. Cynthia Fox: Ohhh! At Sky David's juke joint of joy reports, forty under the console giggle stick ling cod, twenty-three purple perches four sledgehammerhead sharks, and what a surprise, eightyfour crabs, and no red snappers. Paraquat Kelly: Hey, and that'll do for the triumphant return of the fish report with a beat. Jim: We think of it as mainstreet, but to the rest of the country it's Sunset Strip. You're listening to KAOS in Los Angeles |
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from Pink Floyd 12집 - The Final Cut (1983)
Tell me true, tell me why was Jesus crucified
Is it for this that daddy died? Was it for you? Was it me? Did I watch too much TV? Is that a hint of accusation in your eyes? If it wasn't for the nips being so good at building ships The yards would still be open on the clyde And it can't be much fun for them beneath the rising sun With all their kids committing suicide What have we done, maggie, what have we done? What have we done to England? Should we shout? Should we scream? "What happened to the post war dream?" Oh, maggie, maggie what have we done? |
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from Pink Floyd 3집 - Soundtrack From The Film 'More' (1969)
I was standing by the Nile
Whe I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Light tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the island in the sun. I will follw in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down. |
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from Pink Floyd 3집 - Soundtrack From The Film 'More' (1969)
I was standing by the Nile
Whe I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Light tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the island in the sun. I will follw in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down. |
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from Pink Floyd 3집 - Soundtrack From The Film 'More' (1969)
I was standing by the Nile
Whe I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Light tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the island in the sun. I will follw in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep, Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down. |
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from Pink Floyd 4집 - Ummagumma (1969)
Following the path as it leads
towards the Darkness in the North Weary strangers' faces show their sympathy They've seen that hope before And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you the night is beckoning And you know you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't touch the restless sky Close your aching eyes beyond your name Mist is swelling, creatures crawling, Hear the roar get louder in your ears You know the folly was your own But the force behind can't conquer all your fears And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you the night is beckoning And you know you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't touch the restless sky Close your aching eyes beyond your name Throw your thoughts back many years To the time when there was life in every morning Perhaps a day will come When the nights will be as on that morning And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit Before you the night is beckoning And you know you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't touch the restless sky Close your aching eyes beyond your name Rest your weary head, be on your way. |
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