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Pink Floyd lyrics
Album: The Wall [1979]
| In The Flesh ? |
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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 want to find out what's behind
these cold eyes ? You'll just have to claw your way through
the Disguise |
| The Thin Ice. |
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Mamma loves her baby And daddy loves you
too And the sea may look warm to you, baby And the sky may
look blue But oooh babe Oooh baby blue
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 1). |
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Daddy's flown across the ocean Leaving
just a memory A snap shot in the family album Daddy what else
did you leave for me Daddy what d'ya 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 |
| The Happiest Days Of Our
Lives. |
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When we grew up and went to school There
were certain teachers who would Hurt the children anyway they
could By pouring their derisions 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 Psychopatic wives would thrash
them Within inches of their lives |
| Another Brick In The
Wall (Part 2). |
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We don't need no education We don't need
no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers
leave the kids alone Hey, teacher, 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 |
| Mother. |
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Mother do you think they'll drop the
bomb Mother do you think they'll like the song Mother do you
think they'll try to break my balls Oooh ma, 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 Oooh ma, is it just a wasted time Mother am I
really dying
Hush now baby, baby don't you cry Mama's
gonna make all of your nightmares come true Mama's gonna put all
of her fears into you Mama's gonna keep you right here under her
wing She won't let you fly but she might let you sing Mama's
gonna keep baby cosy and warm Oooh babe Oooh babe Oooh babe Of
course mama's gonna help build the wall
Mother do you think
she's good enough for me Mother do you think she's dangerous tell
me Mother will she make your little boy a toy Ooh ma, mother
will she break my heart
Hush now baby, baby don't you
cry Mama's gonna check out all of your girlfriends for
you Mama won't let anyone dirty get through Mama's gonna wait
up 'till you get in Mama will always find out where you've
been Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean Oooh babe Oooh
babe Oooh babe You'll always be a baby to me
Mother, did
it need to be so high ? |
| Goodbye Blue Sky. |
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Ooooooooooooooooooh 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 Unfouled beneath a clear blue
sky Ooooooooooooooooooh Did you see the frightened ones Did
you hear the falling bombs The flames are all long gone But
the pain lingers on
Goodbye blue sky Goodbye blue
sky Goodbye |
| Empty Spaces. |
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What shall we use to fill the
empty Spaces where we used to talk How should I fill the final
places ? How should I complete the wall ? |
| Young Lust. |
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I am just a new boy A stranger in this
town Where are all the good times Who's gonna show this
stranger around ? Ooh I need a dirty woman Ooh I need a dirty
girl Will some woman in this desert town Make me feel like a
real man Take this rock'n'roll refugee Ooh Babe set me
free Ooh I need a dirty woman Ooh I need a dirty girl |
| One Of My Turns. |
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Day after day, love turns grey Like the
skin of 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 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 favourite axe Don't
look so frightened This is just a passing phase Just 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 you
? Would you like to see me try ? Oh I don't know
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you like to call the cops ? Do you think it's time I stopped
? Why are you running away ? |
| Don't Leave Me
Now. |
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Oooh 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
Ooh 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
Ooh Babe Don't leave me now How can you treat me
this way Running away Ooh Babe Why are you running away
? Oooh Babe ! |
| Another Brick In The
Wall (Part 3). |
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I don't need no arms 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'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
World. |
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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 |
| Hey You ! |
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Hey you ! out there in the cold Getting
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 ! 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 |
| Is There Anybody Out
There ? |
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Is there anybody out there ? |
| Nobody Home. |
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I've got a little black book with my poems
in Got a bag with toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog
they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keeping my
shoes on Got those swollen hand blues I've got 13 channels of
shit on the T.V. to choose from I've got electric light And
I've got second sight I've 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've got the obligatory Hendrix Perm And the
inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favourite satin
shirt I've got nicotine stains on my fingers I've 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've got a strong urge
to fly But I've got nowhere to fly to Ooh Babe when I pick up
the phone There's still nobody home
I've got a pair of
Gohills boots And I've got fading roots... |
| Vera. |
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Does anybody here remember Vera
Lynn Remember how she said that We would meet again Some
sunny day Vera ! Vera ! What have become of you Does
anybody else in here Feel the way I do ? |
| Bring The Boys Back
Home. |
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Bring the boys back home Bring the boys
back home Don't leave the children on their own Bring the boys
back home |
| Comfortably Numb. |
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Hello, Is 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 I can ease your pain And
get you on your feet again Relax, I'll need some information
first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts
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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 pin prick There'll be no more
aaaaaaah ! 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
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Ooh Ma ooh Pa Must the show go on Ooh
Pa take me home Ooh Ma let me go
There must be some
mistake I didn't mean to let them Take away my soul Am I
too old is it too late
Ooh Ma Ooh Pa Where has the feeling
gone ? Ooh Ma Ooh Pa Will I remember the songs ? The show
must go on. |
| In The Flesh. |
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So ya Thought ya Might like to go to
the show To feel the 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 And we're going to find out where you fans Really
stand
Are there any queers in the theatre tonight Get'em
up against the wall There's one in the spotlight He don't look
right to me Get him up against the wall And that one looks
Jewish And that one's a coon Who let all 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 Hell. |
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You better make your face up in Your
favourite disguise With your button down lips And your roller
blind eyes With your empty smile And your hungry heart Feel
the bile rising from your guilty past With your nerves in
tatters As the cockle shell shatters And the hammers
butter 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 Take your girlfriend Out tonight, You
better park the car Well out of sight 'cos if they catch you
in the back seat Trying to pick her locks They're gonna send
you back to mother In a card board box You better run. |
| Waiting For The
Worms. |
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Ooh You cannot reach me now Ooh 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 to
clean up the city to follow the worms to put on a
blackshirt to weed out the weaklings to smash in their
windows and kick in their doors. for the final solution to
strengthen the strain to follow the worms to turn on the
showers and fire the ovens for the queens and the coons and
the reds and the Jews to follow the worms
Would you like
to see Britania Rule 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. |
| Stop. |
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Stop I wanna go home Take off this
uniform And leave the show And I'm waiting in this
cell Because I have to know Have I been guilty all this
time. |
| The Trial. |
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Good morning 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 Should I go
fishing They must have taken my marbles away
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 away. Have you broken any Homes up lately
? "Just five minutes, Worm Your Honour Him and me
alone"
Babe 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 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 When I
came in Crazy over the rainbow he is crazy
The evidence
before the court is Incontravertable, there's no need for The
jury to retire In all my years of judging I have never heard
before Of someone more deserving The full penalty 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 sentance you to be exposed
before Your peers
Tear down The Wall ! |
| Outside The Wall. |
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All alone, or in twos The ones who really
love you Walk up and down outside the wall Some hand in
hand Some gathered together in bands The bleeding hearts and
the 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 buggers' Wall |
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