PINK FLOYD: The Wall

[lugnut]

@ARTIST: Pink Floyd
@ALBUM: The Wall

@SONG: In The Flesh?

So you thought you 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 blow your way through this disguise.

@SONG: The Thin Ice

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.

@SONG: Another Brick In The Wall, Part I

Daddy's gone across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy, what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all, it was just a brick in the wall
All in all, it was just the bricks in the wall.

@SONG: Happiest Days of Our Lives

Well, when we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers
Who would hurt the children in any way they could
By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
Exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids

But in (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.

@SONG: Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher, leave those kids alone
Hey, Teacher, leave those 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 don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave those kids alone
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!
All in all, you're just another brick in the wall
All in all, you're just another brick in the wall.

@SONG: Goodbye Blue Sky

[ Look, Mummy...There's an airplane up in the sky ]

Did you, did you see the frightened ones?
Did you, 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?

Did you, did you see the frightened ones?
Did you, did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all long gone
But the pain lingers on
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye.

@SONG: Mother

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooooowaa, Mother, should I build a wall?

Mother, should I run for President?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooowaa, Is it just a waste of time?

Hush, my baby, baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you
Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing
Momma's gonna keep Baby cozy and warm
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help build a wall

Mother, do you think she's good enough,
For me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous,
To me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Ooooowaa, Mother, will she break my heart?

Hush, my baby Baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Momma won't let anyone dirty get through
Momma's gonna wait up until you get in
Momma will always find out where you've been
Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me

Mother, did it need to be so high?

@SONG: Empty Spaces

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?
How shall I complete the wall?

@SONG: Young Lust

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 and 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.

@SONG: One Of My Turns

[ Oh my God, what a fabulous room!
Are all these your guitars?
This place is bigger than our apartment
Uh, could I have a drink of water?
Ya want some? Huh?
Oh wow! Look at this tub!
Wanna take a bath?
What're you watching?
Hello?
Are you feeling ok? ]

Day after day,
Our love turns gray
Like the skin on a dying man
And night after night,
We pretend it's all right
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun anymore
And I can feel
One of all 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 TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate a silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? -- Would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ooohh, No!
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

@SONG: Don't Leave Me Now

Ooooo Babe,
Don'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
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now
How could you go?
When you know how I need you,
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now
How can you treat me this way?
Running away
Oh Babe,
Why are you running away?

@SONG: Another Brick in the Wall, Part III

I don't need no walls around me
And I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No...Don't think I need anything at all
All in all, it was all just the bricks in the wall
All in all, it was all just the bricks in the wall.

@SONG: Goodbye Cruel World

Goodbye, cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye all you people,
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye.

@SONG: Hey You

Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?
Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight

Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?
Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain

Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

@SONG: Is There Anybody Out There?

Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?

@SONG: Vera

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?

@SONG: Nobody Home

I got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hands blues
Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
I got electric light
And I got second sight
Got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home

I got the obligatory Hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
I got nicotine stains on my fingers
I got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild, staring eyes
And I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to...fly to...fly to...)
Ooooo Babe,
When I pick up the phone,
There's still nobody home

I got a pair of Gohill boots,
And I got fading roots.

@SONG: Comfortably Numb

Hello
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now
I hear you're feeling down
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again

Relax
I need some information first
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're sayin'
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

Ok
Just a little pinprick <ping>
There'll be no more --Aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working...Good
That'll keep you going for the show
Come on, it's time to go

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're sayin'
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look, but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown, the dream is gone
I have become comfortably numb.

@SONG: The Show Must Go On

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.

@SONG: In The Flesh

So ya thought ya might like to go to the show
To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow
I got me some bad news for you, Sunshine
Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel,
And he sent us along as a surrogate band
We're gonna find out where you fans really stand
Are there any queers in the theatre tonight?
Get 'em up against the wall -- 'Gainst the wall!
And that one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me
Get him up against the wall -- 'Gainst the wall!
And that one looks Jewish, and that one's a coon
Who let all this riffraff into the room?
There's one smoking a joint, and another with spots!
If I had my way, I'd have all of ya shot.

@SONG: Run Like Hell

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
As the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down your door
You better run

You better run all day,
And run all night
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight,
You 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!

@SONG: Waiting For The Worms

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 (Worms to come)
In perfect isolation
Here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come (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.

@SONG: Stop

I wanna go home,
Take off this uniform and leave the show
But I'm waiting here in this cell because I have to know,
Have I been guilty all this time?

@SONG: The Trial

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! -- Go ahead, shit on him!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers
Tear down the wall!

@SONG: Outside The Wall

All alone, or in twos
The ones who really know you
Walk up and down, outside the wall
Some hand in hand
Some gather together in bands
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall
After all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.