Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
 Piper At The Gates Of DawnAstronomy DomineA fight between the blue you once knew. Floating down, the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Lime and limpid green, a second scene A fight between the blue you once knew. Floating down, the sound resounds Around the icy waters underground. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Blinding signs flap, Flicker, flicker, flicker blam. Pow, pow. Stairway scare Dan dare who's there? Lime and limpid green, the sounds around The icy waters under Lime and limpid green, the sounds around The icy waters underground. 
Lucifer SamAlways sitting by your side Always by your side. That cat's something I can't explain. Ginger, ginger you're a witch. You're the left side He's the right side. Oh, no! That cat's something I can't explain. Lucifer go to sea. Be a hip cat, be a ship's cat. Somewhere, anywhere. That cat's something I can't explain. At night prowling sifting sand. Hiding around on the ground. He'll be found when you're around. That cat's something I can't explain.
Matilda MotherHis majesty was in command. With silver eyes the scarlet eagle Showers silver on the people. Oh Mother, tell me more. Why'd'ya have to leave me there Hanging in my infant air Waiting? You only have to read the lines They're scribbly black and everything shines. Across the stream with wooden shoes With bells to tell the king the news A thousand misty riders climb up Higher once upon a time. Wandering and dreaming The words have different meaning. Yes they did. For all the time spent in that room The doll's house, darkness, old perfume And fairy stories held me high on Clouds of sunlight floating by. Oh Mother, tell me more Tell me more. Aaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaah
FlamingLying on an eiderdown. Yippee! You can't see me But I can you. Lazing in the foggy dew Sitting on a unicorn. No fair, you can't hear me But I can you. Watching buttercups cup the light Sleeping on a dandelion. Too much, I won't touch you But then I might. Screaming through the starlit sky Traveling by telephone. Hey ho, here we go Ever so high. Alone in the clouds all blue Lying on an eiderdown. Yippee! You can't see me But I can you.
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Take Up Thy Stethoscope and WalkI'm in bed Achin' head Gold is lead Choke on bread Underfed Gold is lead Jesus bled Pain is red Are goon Grow go Greasy spoon You swoon June bloom Music seems to help the pain Seems to cultivate the brain. Doctor kindly tell your wife that I'm alive - flowers thrive - realize - realize Realize.
Interstellar Overdrive
The GnomeAbout a little man If I can. A gnome named Grimble Crumble. And little gnomes stay in their homes. Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine. He wore a scarlet tunic, A blue green hood, It looked quite good. He had a big adventure Amidst the grass Fresh air at last. Wining, dining, biding his time. And then one day - hooray! Another way for gnomes to say Oooooooooomray. Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good? Look at the sky, look at the river Isn't it good? Winding, finding places to go. And then one day - hooray! Another way for gnomes to say Oooooooooomray. Ooooooooooooooomray.
Chapter 24And the seventh brings return. The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset. The time is with the month of winter solstice When the change is due to come. Thunder in the other course of heaven. Things cannot be destroyed once and for all. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset, sunrise. A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return. The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one. Change returns success Going and coming without error. Action brings good fortune. Sunset, sunrise.
The ScarecrowStood 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 About his head and mice spun 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.
BikeIt's got a basket, a bell that rings and Things to make it look good. I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke. There's a tear up the front. It's red and black. I've had it for months. If you think it could look good, then I guess it should. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house. I don't know why. I call him Gerald. He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a clan of gingerbread men. Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men. Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a room full of musical tunes. Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork. Let's go into the other room and make them work.
A Saucerful Of SecretsLet There Be More LightPeople heard him say - say I will find a way - way There will come a day - day Something will be done. Then at last the mighty ship Descending on a point of flame Made contact with the human race And melted hearts Now, now, now is the time - time Time to be - be - be aware Carter's father saw him there and Knew the road revealed to him The living soul of ..... Oh, my, something in my eye - eye Something in the sky - sky Waiting there for me The outer lock rolled slowly back The service men were heard to sigh For there revealed in glowing robes Was Lucy in the sky Oh - oh - did you ever know - know Never ever will they I cannot say Something in his cosmic art And glowing slightly from his toes The psychic and the nations fly
Remember a DayA day when you were young. Free to play alone with time Evening never came. Sing a song that can't be sung Without the morning's kiss Queen - you shall be it if you wish Look for your king Why can't we play today Why can't we stay that way Climb your favorite apple tree Try to catch the sun Hide from your little brother's gun Dream yourself away Why can't we reach the sun Why can't we blow the years away Blow away Blow away Remember Remember
Set the Controls for the Heart of the SunCounting the leaves which tremble and turn. Lotus's lean on each other in union. Over the hills where a swallow is resting. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. Over the mountain watching the watcher. Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine. Morning to birth is born into shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the wine. Set the controls for the heart of the sun. The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun. Who is the man who arrives at the wall? Making the shape of his questions at asking. Thinking the sun will fall in the evening. Will he remember the lesson of giving? Set the controls for the heart of the sun. The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun.
Corporal CleggHe won it in the war, in 1944. Corporal Clegg had a medal too In orange, red, and blue He found it in the zoo. Dear, dear were they really sad for me? Dear, dear will they really laugh at me? Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him. Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin. Corporal Clegg umbrella in the rain He's never been the same No one is to blame Corporal Clegg received his medal in a dream From Her Majesty the queen His boots were very clean. Mrs. Clegg, you must be proud of him Mrs. Clegg, another drop of gin.
A Saucerful of Secrets
See SawPicking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land All the way she smiles She goes up while he goes down, down Sits on a stick in the river Laughter in his sleep Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit He doesn't know so then She goes up while he goes down, down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day She'll be selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care All can see he's not there She grows up for another man, and he's down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day Another time, another day A brother's way to leave
Jugband BluesAnd I'm much obliged to you for making it clear That I'm not here. And I never knew we could be so thick And I never knew the moon could be so blue And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes And brought me here instead dressed in red And I'm wondering who could be writing this song. I don't care if the sun don't shine And I don't care if nothing is mine And I don't care if I'm nervous with you I'll do my loving in the winter. And the sea isn't green And I love the queen And what exactly is a dream And what exactly is a joke.
MoreCirrus MinorLazing in the haze of midday, Laughing in the grasses and the graze. Yellow bird, you are alone in singing and in flying on, In and in leaving. Willow weeping in the water, Waving to the river daughters, Swaying in the ripples and the reeds. On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later.
The Nile SongWhen 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 follow 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.
Crying SongWe smile and smile Laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb We climb and climb Footfall softly in the pines We cry and cry We cry and cry Sadness passes in a while We role and role We role and role Help me role away the stone
Up the Khyber
Green is the ColourShade my eyes and I can see you White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore She lay in the shadow of the wave Hazy were the visions of her playing Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime Green is the colour of her kind Quickness of the eye deceives the mind Many is the bond between the hopeful and the damned
CymbalineThe ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final couplet rhyme And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling colored photographs to magazines back home And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand they must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me
Party Sequence
Main Theme
Ibza BarTaking every time that I wake I feel like a hard-boiled butter man So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind Are days are made since the first page I've lived every line that you wrote Take me down, take me down, from the shelf above your head So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind And if I live on the shelf like the rest And if love bleeds like a sad song Please pick-up your camera and use me again So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind Yea
More Blues
Quicksilver
A Spanish PieceLeaf and cringle Laugh at my lisp and kill you I think This Spanish music It sets my soul on fire Lovely seniorita Your eyes are like stars Your teeth are like pearls Your ruby lips seniorita
Dramatic Theme
UmmagummaCareful With That Axe, EugeneAhhhhhhhhhhhhh (repeat)
Sysyphus - Part(1-4)
Grantchester MeadowsThis is not your domain. In the sky a bird was heard to cry. Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds Belied a deathly silence that lay all around. Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees, Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me, Golden sunflakes settle on the ground, Basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon, Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room. Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees, Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me, Golden sunflakes covering the ground, Basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon, Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room. Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees, Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea.
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In a Cave and Grooving with a Pict
The Narro Way - Part (1-2)
The Narrow Way - Part 3Weary 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
The Grand Viziers Garden Party (Entrance)
The Grand Viziers Garden Party (Entertainment)
The Grand Viziers Garden Party (Exit)
Zabriskie Point (Original Soundtrack Album)Point Me In The SkyAnd I finished my beutiful flying mashine And I'm ringing to say that I'm leaving and maybe You'd like to fly with me and hide with me, baby Isn't it strange how little we changed Isn't it we're insane Playing the games that we know end in tears The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands Point me to this comic flight And throw away the plastic coloured eye I'd like to use the static miles that we fly This is my last summarize Point me in the sky and let me fly And if you survive till two thousant and five I hope you're exceedingly thin For if you are stout you will have to breath out While the people around you breathe in, breathe in People blaspheme all I say To something that I hate to say Stooping down to eat the air Breathe careful that you might die, my friend All we've got to you is goodbye Time will die in your eye And we fly, it's goodbye Point me in the sky and let me fly
EmbryoA ball is all I am I'm so new compared to you And I am very small Warm glow, moon bloom Always need a little more room Waiting here seems like years Never seen the light of day All around I hear strange sounds Come gurgling in my ear Red the light and dark the night I feel my dawn is near Warm glow, moon bloom Always need a little more room Whisper low, here I go I will see the sunshine show
Crumbling Landin a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky wheeling, soaring, gliding high On a hill there lived a man with many shining things shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings wining, dining, shining king Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies drinking in the clear blue well back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line Then a man commuting like a village on the sand in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land screaming, dealing, movie man Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise gliding high into the sky By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise upon the finger of the king on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
Atom Heart MotherAtom Heart Mother Suite
IfIf I were a train, I'd be late. And if I were a good man, I'd talk with you More often than I do. If I were to sleep, I could dream. If I were afraid, I could hide. If I go insane, please don't put Your wires in my brain. If I were the moon, I'd be cool. If I were a book, I would bend for you. If I were a good man, I'd understand The spaces between friends. If I were alone, I would cry. And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry. And if I go insane, And they lock me away, Will you still let me join in the game? If I were a swan, I'd be gone. If I were a train, I'd be late again. If I were a good man, I'd talk with you More often than I do.
Summer '68Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel We said good-bye before we said hello I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year And I would like to know How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel? Not a single word was said, delights still without fears Occasionally you showed a smile but what was the need I felt the cold far too soon - the wind of '95 My friends are lying in the sun, I wish that I was there Tomorrow brings another town and another girl like you Have you time before you leave to greet another man Just you let me know How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel? Good-bye to you Charlotte Kringles too I've had enough for one day
Fat Old SunSummer evenin' birds are calling Summer's thunder time of year The sound of music in my ears Distant bells, new mown grass Smells so sweet By the river holding hands Roll me up and lay me down And if you sit don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me, sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Children's laughter in my ears The last sunlight disappears And if you sit don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me, sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast
RelicsArnold LayneCollecting clothes Moonshine washing line They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see through baby blue Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person They gave him time Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Don't do it again
Interstellar Overdrive
See Emily PlayShe often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh Float on a river forever and ever, Emily There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play
PaintboxSitting in a club with so many fools Playing to rules Trying to impress but feeling rather empty I had another drink Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink What a way to spend that evening They all turn up with their friends Playing the game But in the scene I should have been Far away Away - away - away - away - away Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget The telephone rings and someone speaks She would very much like to go out to a show So what can I do - I can't think what to say She sees through anyway Away - away - away - away - away Out of the front door I go Traffic's moving rather slow Arriving late, there she waits Looking very angry, as cross as she can be Be - a - be - a - be - a - be - a - be Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before I open the door to an empty room Then I forget
Julia DreamLighter than an eiderdown Will she let the weeping willow Wind his branches round Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Every night I turn the light out Waiting for the velvet bride Will the scaly armadillo Find me where I'm hiding Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams Will the misty master break me Will the key unlock my mind Will the following footsteps catch me Am I really dying Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams
Biding My TimeResting my mind And I'll never pine For the sad days and the bad days When we was workin' from nine to five. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light and the love in her eyes. And if you don't mind I'll spend my time Here by the fire side In the warm light of her eyes
MeddleOne of These Days
A Pillow of WindsDraws around me Softening a sound. Sleepy time, and I lie, With my love by my side, And she's breathing low. And the candle dies. When night comes down You lock the door. The book falls to the floor. As darkness falls The waves roll by, The seasons change The wind is wry. Now wakes the hour Now sleeps the swan Behold the dream The dream is gone. Green fields are calling It's falling, in a golden door. And deep beneath the ground, The early morning sounds And I go down. Sleepy time, and I lie, With my love by my side, And she's breathing low. And I rise, like a bird, In the haze, when the first rays Touch the sky. And the night wings die.
FearlessClimb it. You say you'd like to see me try Climbing. You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb That hill in my own way. Just wait a while for the right day. And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today. Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd Smiling. Merciless the magistrate turns 'round Frowning. And who's the fool who wears the crown? And go down, in your own way And every day is the right day And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd.
San TropezSlide a rind down behind The sofa in San Tropez. Breakin' a stick with a brick on the sand. Ridin' a wave In the wake of an old sedan. Sleepin' alone in the Drone of the darkness, Scratched by the sand that Fell from my love, Deep in my dreams and I Still hear her callin' "If you're alone, I'll come home." Backward and homebound, The pigeon, the dove, Gone with the wind And the rain, on an airplane. Owning a home With no silver spoon, I'm drinking champagne Like a good tycoon. Sooner than wait for A break in the weather, I'll gather my far-flung Thoughts together. Speeding away On the wind to a new day. And if you're alone I'll come home. And I pause for a while By a country style And listen to the things they say. Diggin' for gold With a hoe in my hand. Open a book Take a look at the way things stand. And you're leading me down To the place by the sea. I hear your soft voice Calling to me. Making a date for Later by phone And if you're alone I'll come home.
SeamusSeamus, that's the dog, was outside. Well, I was in the kitchen, Seamus, my old hound, was outside. Well, the sun sinks slowly But my old hound just sat right down and cried.
EchoesHangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine. And no one called us to the land And no one knows the where's or why's. Something stirs and something tries Starts to climb toward the light. Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me. And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand The best I can. And no one called us to the land And no one crosses there alive. No one speaks and no one tries No one flies around the sun.... Almost everyday you fall Upon my waking eyes, Inviting and inciting me To rise. And through the window in the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning. And no one sings me lulabyes And no one makes me close my eyes So I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky....
Obscured By CloudsObscured By Clouds
When You're In
Burning BridgesMerging with the shadows, Flickering between the lines. Stolen moments floating softly on the air, Born on wings of fire and climbing higher. Ancient bonds are breaking, Moving on and changing sides. Dreaming of a new day, Cast aside the other way. Magic visions stirring, Kindled by and burning flames rise in her eyes. The door stands ajar, The wall that once were high. Beyond the gilded cage, Beyond the reach of ties. The moment is at hand. She breaks the golden band.
The Gold it's in the...Let's make for the hills. They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because I'm only coming along for the ride. Well, you go your way, I'll go mine. I don't care if we get there on time. Everybody's searching for something, they say. I'll get my kicks on the way. Over mountains, across seas, Who knows what will be waiting for me? I could sail forever to strange sounding names. Faces of people and places don't change. All I have to do is just close my eyes To see the seagulls wheeling on those far distant skies. All I want to tell you, All I want to say is count me in on the journey. Don't expect me to stay.
Wots..uh the DealLooks alright from where I stand Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in Waiting on the first step Show where the key is kept Point me down the right line because it's time To let me in from the cold Turn my land into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Flash the red is wots...uh the deal Got to make to the next meal Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel. Mile after mile Stone after stone Turn to speak but you're alone Million mile from home you're on your own So let me in from the cold Turn my land into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Fly bright by candlelight Up out of my sight And if she prefers we will never stir again Someone said 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
Mudmen
Childhood's EndPerhaps the price is just too steep. Is your conscience at rest if once put to the test? You awake with a start to just the beating of your heart. Just one man beneath the sky, Just two ears, just two eyes. You set sail across the sea of long past thoughts and memories. Childhood's end, Your fantasies merge with harsh realities. And then as the sail is hoist, You find your eyes are growing moist. All the fears never voiced say you have to make your final choice. Who are you and who am I to say we know the reason why? Some are born; Some men die beneath one infinite sky. There'll be war, there'll be peace. But everything one day will cease. All the iron turned to rust; All the proud men turned to dust. And so all things, time will mend. So this song will end.
Free FourAre the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die. Life is a short, warm moment And death is a long cold rest. You get your chance to try In the twinkling of an eye: Eighty years, with luck, or even less. So all aboard for the American tour, And maybe you'll make it to the top. And mind how you go. I can tell you, because I know. You may find it hard to get off. You are the angel of death And I am the dead man's son. And he died like a mole in a fox hole. And everyone is still in the run. And who is the master of fox hounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum? The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die.
StayAnd of you don't mind, We'll break a bottle of wine. Stick around and maybe we'll put one down, Because I wanna find what lies behind those eyes. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold. I rise, looking through my morning eyes, Surprised to find you by my side. Rack my brain to try to remember your name To find the words to tell you goodbye. Morning dues. Newborn day. Midnight blue turn to gray. Midnight blue burning gold. A yellow moon is growing cold.
Absolutely Curtains
The Dark Side Of The MoonSpeak to Me"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..." (Mason)
BreatheDon't be afraid to care. Leave but don't leave me. Look around and choose your own ground. Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be. Run, rabbit run. Dig that hole, forget the sun, And when at last the work is done Don't sit down it's time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave.
On The Run(female announcer, announcing flights at airport, including "Rome") "Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!" Instrumental
TimeYou fritter and waste the hours in an offhand 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 one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun. So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a 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.
Breathe (Reprise)I like to be here 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.
The Great Gig in the Skydon't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime." "I never said I was frightened of dying." (Wright) Instrumental
MoneyGet a good job with good pay and you're okay. Money, it's a gas. Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash. New car, caviar, four star daydream, Think I'll buy me a football team. Money, get back. I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack. Money, it's a hit. Don't give me that do goody good bullshit. I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set And I think I need a Lear jet. Money, it's a crime. Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie. Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today. But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're giving none away. "HuHuh! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" "Yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!" "I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"
Us and ThemAnd 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. 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.
Any Colour You Like
Brain DamageThe 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 forebodings 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 'til 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 you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. "I can't think of anything to say except... I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"
EclipseAll that you see All that you taste All you feel. All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save. All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say. All that you eat And everyone you meet All that you slight And everyone you fight. All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
Masters of the rockCandy and a Current Bungo buy candy and a current bun I like good to see you lay flat Oh talk talk sweet please just fuck with me please no feeling afraid It's true sun shinihg very bright it's you I'm gonna love tonight icecream tastes good in the afternoon icecream tastes good if you eat it soon Don't touch me child please, you know you drive me wild please, you know I'm feeling frail Don't try another cat don't go a lot like that you must know I'm very very bad
Apples and Orangesfeeling good at the top shopping at shops she's walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool but the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores getting everything she wants from the supermarket store Apples and oranges apples and oranges Cornering meekly she trips up sweetly to meet the people she's on time again and then, I catch her by the eye then stop and have to think what a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very thin I love she she loves me see you, see you, see you Thought you might like to know I'm a lorrydriver man she's on the run down by the riverside feeding ducks in the afternoon time
It Would Be So NiceEverybody wakes and in the morning hot tea can't stop yarning pass the butter please have you ever read the Daily Standard reading all about the plane that's landed upside down Everyone knows what I do today there can be no other way but I would just like to say Everybody cares about the weather but everybody should know better what a waste of time everybody lives beneath the ceiling living out a dream that sends them reeling to a distant place But no one knows what I do today there can be no other way but I would just like to say
Wish You Were HereShine On You Crazy Diamond - Part (1-5)You shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, Like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire Of childhood and stardom, Blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, You cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Threatened by shadows at night, And exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome With random percision, Rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Welcome To The MachineWhere 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 brought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool, 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 Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the Machine.
Have A CigarYou're gonna go far, fly high, You're never gonna die, You're gonna make it if you try; They're gonna love you. Well I've always had a deep respect, And I mean that most sincerely. The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think. Oh by the way, which one's Pink? And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, We call it Riding the Gravy Train. We're just knocked out. We heard about the sell out. You gotta get an album out. You owe it to the people. We're so happy we can hardly count. Everybody else is just green, Have you seen the chart? It's a helluva start, It could be made into a monster If we all pull together as a team. And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
Wish You Were HereHeaven from Hell, Blue skys 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 heros 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.
Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Part (6-9)How near or how far. Shine on you crazy diamond. Pile on many more layers And I'll be joining you there. Shine on you crazy diamond. And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph, And sail on the steel breeze. Come on you boy child, You winner and loser, Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
AnimalsPigs on the Wing - Part 1And I didn't care for you, We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain Occasionally glancing up through the rain. Wondering which of the buggars to blame And watching for pigs on the wing.
DogsYou gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street, You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed. And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight, You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style. Like the club tie, and the firm handshake, A certain look in the eye and an easy smile. You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to, So that when they turn their backs on you, You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder. You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older. And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, Hide your head in the sand, Just another sad old man, All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown. And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone. And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around. So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone, Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused. Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used. Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise. If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend. And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everything's done under the sun, And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain. Who was trained not to spit in the fan. Who was told what to do by the man. Who was broken by trained personnel. Who was fitted with collar and chain. Who was given a seat in the stand. Who was breaking away from the pack. Who was only a stranger at home. Who was ground down in the end. Who was found dead on the phone. Who was dragged down by the stone.
Pigs (Three Different Ones)You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are. And when your hand is on your heart, You're nearly a good laugh, Almost a joker, With your head down in the pig bin, Saying "Keep on digging." Pig stain on your fat chin. What do you hope to find. When you're down in the pig mine. You're nearly a laugh, You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are. You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are. You radiate cold shafts of broken glass. You're nearly a good laugh, Almost worth a quick grin. You like the feel of steel, You're hot stuff with a hatpin, And good fun with a hand gun. You're nearly a laugh, You're nearly a laugh But you're really a cry. Hey you, Whitehouse, Ha ha charade you are. You house proud town mouse, Ha ha charade you are You're trying to keep our feelings off the street. You're nearly a real treat, All tight lips and cold feet And do you feel abused? .....! .....! .....! .....! You gotta stem the evil tide, And keep it all on the inside. Mary you're nearly a treat, Mary you're nearly a treat But you're really a cry.
SheepOnly dimly aware of a certain unease in the air. You better watch out, There may be dogs about I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen Things are not what they seem. What do you get for pretending the danger's not real. Meek and obedient you follow the leader Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel. What a surprise! A look of terminal shock in your eyes. Now things are really what they seem. No, this is no bad dream. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want He makes me down to lie Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by. With bright knives He releaseth my soul. He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places. He converteth me to lamb cutlets, For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger. When cometh the day we lowly ones, Through quiet reflection, and great dedication Master the art of karate, Lo, we shall rise up, And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water. Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream. Wave upon wave of demented avengers March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream. Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead! You better stay home And do as you're told. Get out of the road if you want to grow old.
Pigs on the Wing - Part 2And I know that you care for me. So I don't feel alone, Or the weight of the stone, Now that I've found somewhere safe To bury my bone. And any fool knows a dog needs a home, A shelter from pigs on the wing.
The WallIn the Flesh?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!!!!!"
The Thin IceAnd daddy loves you too. And the sea may look warm to you babe And the sky may look blue But ooooh Baby Ooooh baby blue Oooooh 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
Another Brick in the Wall - Part 1Leaving just a memory Snapshot in the family album Daddy what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?!? All in all it was just a brick in the wall All in all it was all just bricks in the wall "You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy!"
The Happiest Days of Our LivesThere were certain teachers who would Hurt the children in any way they could "OOF!" [someone being hit] By pouring their derision Upon anything we did And exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids But in the town, it was well known When they got home at night, their fat and Psychopathic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives.
Another Brick in the Wall - Part 2We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey! Teachers! Leave the kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall We don't need no education We dont need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave them kids alone Hey! Teachers! Leave the kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall "Wrong, Do it again!" "If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?" "You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy!"
MotherMother do you think they'll like this song? Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls? Oooooh...aaaaaahhhh Mother should I build the wall? Mother should I run for president? Mother should I trust the government? Mother will they put me in the firing line? Oooooh...aaaaaahhhh Is it just a waste of time? Mother am I really dying? Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true Mother's gonna put all her fears into you Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing Mama will keep baby cozy and warm Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby, Of course mama'll help to build the wall Mother do you think she's good enough - to me? Mother do you think she's dangerous - to me? Mother will she tear your little boy apart? Mother will she break my heart? Hush now baby, baby dont you cry Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you Mama wont let anyone dirty get through Mama's gonna wait up until you get in Mama will always find out where you've been Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby, You'll always be baby to me Mother, did it need to be so high?
Goodbye Blue SkyOoooooooh...ooooohhh.....ooooohhh...ooooooh Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue sky? Ooooooooh...ooooohhh.....ooooohhh...ooooooh Did you see the frightened ones? Did you hear the falling bombs? The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on. Goodbye, blue sky Goodbye, blue sky. Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye "The 11:15 from Newcastle is now approaching" "The 11:18 arrival...."
Empty Spaces"Congratulations, You have just discovered the secret message. Please send your answer to 'Old Pink', Care of the funny farm, Chalfont..." - Spoken By Roger [...interrupted...] "Roger, Caroline's on the phone..." - Unknown Voice What shall we use To fill the empty spaces Where we used to talk? How shall I fill The final places? How can I complete the wall
Young LustStranger 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 answerall ?" [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 connection being closed]
One Of My Turns[Film in background: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!] "This place is bigger than our apartment! [Film: "Let me know when you're entering a room" "Yes sir!"] "erm, Can I get a drink of water? [Film: "I was wondering about ..."] "You want some, huh?" [Film: "Yes"] "Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you wanna take baaaath?" [Film: "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main ..."] "What are watching?" [Film: "If you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... Mrs Bancroft" "Mrs Bancroft ..."] "Hello?" [Film: "I don't understand ..."] "Are you feeling okay?..." Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man Night after night, we pretend its all right But I have grown older and You have grown colder and Nothing is very much fun any more And I can feel one of my turns coming on I feel cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left You'll find my favorite axe Don't look so frightened This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days Would you like to watch T.V.? Or get between the sheets? Or contemplate the silent freeway? Would you like something to eat? Would you like to learn to fly? Would'ya? Would you like to see me try? Would you like to call the cops? Do you think it's time I stopped? Why are you running away?
Don't Leave Me NowDon't leave me now Don't say it's the end of the road Remember the flowers I sent I need you, babe To put through the shredder In front of my friends Ooooh Babe Dont leave me now How could you go? When you know how I need you....need you...need you... To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night Ooooh Babe Don't leave me now How can you treat me this way? Running away ooooh babe! I need you, Babe... Why are you running away? Oooooh Babe!
Another Brick in the Wall - Part 3"The Bulls are already out there" Pink: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!" "This Roman Meal bakery thought you'd like to know." I don't need no arms around me And I dont need no drugs to calm me I have seen the writing on the wall Don't think I need anything at all No! Don't think I'll need anything at all All in all it was all just bricks in the wall All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
Goodbye Cruel WorldI'm leaving you today Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye. Goodbye, all you people, There's nothing you can say To make me change my mind Goodbye
Hey YouGetting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, dont 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 you 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, standing in 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. [Click of TV being turned on] "Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started" "Isnt it unsafe to travel at night?" "It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long" "Can Loca ride?" "Yeah, I can ride... Magaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything" "Goodbye Chenga" "Goodbye miss ..." "I'll be back"
Is There Anybody Out There?Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there?
Nobody Homeelse that needs taking care of in Washington" "Who's that?" "Rose Pilchitt!" "Rose Pilchitt? Who's that?" [Kid screams in background. foreground: "Shut Up!"] "36-24-36 [laughter] does that answer your question?" [foreground: "Oi! I've got a little black book with me poems in!"] "Who's she?" "She was 'Miss Armoured Division' in 1961 ... " I've got a little black book with my poems in. Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in. When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in. I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on. Got those swollen hand blues. Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from. I've got electric light. And I've got second sight. And 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've got the obligatory Hendrix perm. And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I've got nicotine stains on my fingers. I've got a silver spoon on a chain. I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I've got wild staring eyes. And I've got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to. Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone "Surprise, surprise, surprise..." (from Gomer Pyle show) There's still nobody home. I've got a pair of Gohills boots and I got fading roots. "Where the hell are you?" "Over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft" "Where the hell are you Simon?" [Machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing]
VeraRemember 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?
Bring The Boys Back HomeBring the boys back home Don't leave the children on their own, no, no Bring the boys back home "Wrong! Do it again!" "Time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock] "Are you feeling okay?" "There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!" Is there anybody out there?
Comfortably NumbIs there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again Relax I'll 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 smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb O.K Just a little pinprick There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying 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
The Show Must Go OnMust the show go on? Ooooh, Pa. Take me home Ooooh, Ma. Let me go There must be some mistake I didnt mean to let them Take away my soul Am I too old, is it too late? Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa, Where has the feeling gone? Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa, Will I remember the songs? The show must go on
In The FleshThought ya Might like to Go to the show To feel that warm thrill of confusion, That space cadet glow I've got some bad news for you sunshine, Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel And they sent us along as a surrogate band We're gonna find out where you folks really stand Are there any queers in the theater tonight? Get them up against the wall! There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me, Get him up against the wall! That one looks Jewish! And that one's a coon! Who let all of this riff-raff into the room? There's one smoking a joint, And another with spots! If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!
Run Like HellRun, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run You better make your face up in Your favorite 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 conchshell shatters And the hammers batter Down the door You'd better run Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run You better sleep all day And run all night Keep your dirty feelings Deep inside And if you're taking your girlfriend Out tonight You'd better park the car Well out of sight Cause 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 "Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa! [sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream] "Hammer, Hammer"
Waiting for the WormsOoooh, you cannot reach me now Ooooh, 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 We're {waiting to succeed} and going to convene outside Brixton Town Hall where we're going to be... 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
StopI wanna go home Take off this uniform And leave the show But I'm waiting in this cell Because I have to know Have I been guilty all this time?
The TrialThe 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 Incontrivertable, 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 penaltie of law The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! "Hey Judge! Shit on him!" But, my friend, you have revealed your Deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers Tear down the wall!
Outside the WallThe ones who really love you Walk up and down outside the wall Some hand in hand And some gathered 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 "Isn't this where...."
The Final CutThe Post War Dreamis it for this that daddy died? was it for you? was it me? did i watch too much t.v.? 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?
Your Possible Pastssome 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 thing 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 thing 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 thing we should be closer?
One of the Fewwhat do you do to make ends meet? teach make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two make them me, make them you, make them do what you want them to make them laugh, make them cry, make them lie down and die
The Hero's Returntrying to clout these little ingrates into shape when i was their age all the lights went out there was no time to whine and mope about and even now part of me flies over dresden at angels one five though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm desperate memories lie sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep, good 'cos that's the only time that i can really talk to you and there is something that i've locked away a memory that is too painful to withstand the light of day when we came back from the war the banners and flags hung on everyones door we danced and we sang in the street and the church bells rang but burning in my heart my memory smolders on of the gunners dying words on the intercom
The Gunners Dreammemories come rushing up to meet me now in the space between the heavens and in the corner of some foreign field i had a dream i had a dream goodbye max goodbye ma after the service when you're walking slowly to the car and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air you hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band you take her frail hand and hold on to the dream a place to stay enough to eat somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears and what's more no-one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no-one kills the children anymore and no-one kills the children anymore night after night going round and round my brain his dream is driving me insane in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight what's done is done we cannot just write off his final scene take heed of the dream take heed
Paranoid Eyestake a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions you can hide hide hide behind paranoid eyes you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar laughing too loud at the rest of the world with the boys in the crowd you hide hide hide behind petrified eyes you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high and you hide hide hide behind brown and mild eyes
Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desertbegin took beirut galtieri took the union jack and maggie over lunch one day took a cruiser with all hands apparently to make him give it back
The Fletcher Memorial Homeand build them a home a little place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on closed circuit t.v. to make sure they're still real it's the only connection they feel "ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley mr. brezhnev and party the ghost of mccarthy the memories of nixon and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin american meat packing glitterati" did they expect us to treat them with any respect they can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye with their favourite toys they'll be good girls and boys in the fletcher memorial home for colonial wasters of life and limb is everyone in? are you having a nice time? now the final solution can be applied
Southampton Dockand no one spoke and no one smiled there were too many spaces in the line gathered at the cenotaph all agreed with hand on heart to sheath the sacrificial knifes but now she stands upon southampton dock with her handkerchief and her summer frock clings to her wet body in the rain in quiet desperation knuckles white upon the slippery reins she bravely waves the boys goodbye again and still the dark stain spreads between his shoulder blades a mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves and when the fight was over we spent what they had made but in the bottom of our hearts we felt the final cut
The Final Cuti can barely define the shape of this moment in time and far from flying high in clear blue skies i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide if you negotiate the minefield in the drive and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall dial the combination. open the priesthole and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall there's a kid who had a big hallucination making love to girls in magazines he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith could anybody love him or is it just a crazy dream and if i show you my dark side will you still hold me tonight and if i open my heart to you and show you my weak side what would you do would you sell your story to rolling stone would you take the children away and leave me alone and smile in reassurance as you whisper down the phone would you send me packing or would you take me home thought i oughta bare my naked feelings thought i oughta tear the curtain down i held the blade in trembling hands prepared to make it but just then the phone rang i never had the nerve to make the final cut
Not Now Johngot to compete with the wily japanese there's too many home fires burning and not enough trees so fuck all that we've got to get on with these cant stop lose job mind gone silicon what bomb get away pay day make hay break down need fix big six clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrring bingo! make em laugh make em cry make em dance in the aisles make em pay make em stay make em feel ok not now john we've got to get on with the film show hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow who cares what it's all about as long as the kids go not now john got to get on with the show hang on john we've got to get on with this i don't know what it is but it fits on here like this ........... come at the end of the shift we'll go and get pissed but not now john i've got to get on with this hold on john i think there's something good on i used to read books but ............ it could be the news or some other abuse or it could be reusable shows fuck all that we've got to get on with these got to compete with the wily japanese no need to worry about the vietnamese got to bring the russian bear to his knees well, maybe not the russian bear maybe the swedes we showed argentina now lets go and show these make us feel tough and won't maggie be pleased nah nah nah nah nah nah! s'cusi dove il bar se para collo pou eine toe bar s'il vous plait ou est le bar oi' where's the fucking bar john!
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