David Gilmour [보컬,기타,프로듀서,일렉트릭 기타]

They flutter behind you your possible pasts,
Some brighteyed and crazy, some frightened and lost.
A warning to anyone still in command
[Cattle truck noises]
"Ranks! Fire!"
Of their possible future, to take care.
In derelict sidings the poppies entwine
With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time.

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we shoud be closer?

She stood in the doorway, the ghost of a smile
Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign.
Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs
For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs.
Stepping up boldly one put out his hand.
He said, "I was just a child then, now I'm only a man."

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?

By the cold and religious we were taken in hand
Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad.
Tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray
Now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay.
And strung out behind us the banners and flags
Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags.

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?

i am just a new boy,
stranger in this town.
where are all the good times?
who's gonna show this stranger around?
ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.

will some cold woman in this desert land
make me feel like a real man?
take this rock and roll refugee
oooh, baby set me free.

ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.

(phone rings....clink of receiver being lifted)
" hello...?"
"yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
will you accept the charges from united states?"
(clunk! of phone being put down)
" oh, he hung up! that's your residence, right?
i wonder why he hung up?
is there supposed to be someone else
there besides your wife there to answer?"
(phone rings again.. clunk of receiver being picked up)
"hello?"
"this is united states calling, are we reaching...
(interrupted by phone being put down)
"see he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."
(whirr of connectiom being closed)

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.


Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.


Hello..?
Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from United States?
Oh, He hung up! That's your residence,
right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed to be someone else there
besides your wife there to answer?
Hello?
This is united states calling, are we reaching...
See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering.

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.


Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.


Hello..?
Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from United States?
Oh, He hung up! That's your residence,
right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed to be someone else there
besides your wife there to answer?
Hello?
This is united states calling, are we reaching...
See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering.

I am just a new boy
Stranger in this town
Where are all the good times
Who's gonna show this stranger around

Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl

Will some woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock n roll refugee
Ooo Babe, set me free

Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl

Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl

(Phone Ringing)
[Man:] "Hello?"
[Operator:] Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd
Will you accept the charges from the United States
(Phone is Hung Up)
He hung up. Is this your residence, sir
I wonder why he hung up
There must be someone else there
besides your wife to answer
(Phone Ringing)
[Man:] Hello
[Operator:] This is the United States calling
Are we reaching
(Phone is Hung Up)
See he keeps hanging up
But it's a man answering
(Operator cuts connection)

You can scream and shout with all your might
Dig in your heels and hold on tight
Either you are wrong or I am right

You speak the lines you've overheard
The ring of truth in every word
You know you're right and that's absurd

We really seem to have a problem here
But it is you or me
Whatever I have going through my mind
You always have to disagree
It's just a matter of opinions
It's not a simple fact
Why don't you try to see the other side
Don't turn your back

Now we survey this silent battleground
Recriminations all around
And still no compromise is found

Now we really have a problem
And it won't just disappear
And all the friends we thought we could rely on
Just want to whisper in my ear

"It's just a matter of opinions
You know you keep both in sight
Why should you bother with the other side
When you know yours is right."

[Yet Another Movie]
One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss
A face outside the window pane
However did it come to this?

A man who ran, a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed

The use of force, he was so tough
She'll soon submit, she's had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He's just the same as all the rest
He's not the worst, he's not the best

And still this ceaseless murmuring
The babbling that I brook
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun

M: You're going on that plane to take you where you belong.
W: But no, I have...
M: You have got to listen to me. Do you have any idea what
you have to look forward to if you stay here? Nine chances out of 10 we both end up in a concentration camp and that....
W: You're only saying these things to make me go.
M: I'm saying it 'cause it's true. Inside us, we both know we belong in different......
....maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
W: But what about us?
But what about us?
But what about us?

[Round And Around]
instrumental

One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss
A face outside the window pane
However did it come to this?

A man who ran, a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed

The use of force, he was so tough
Shell soon submit, shes had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
Hes just the same as all the rest
Hes not the worst, hes not the best

And still this ceaseless murmuring
The babbling that I brook
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun

M: youre going on that plane to take you where you belong.
W: but no, I have...
M: you have got to listen to me. do you have any idea what
You have to look forward to if you stay here? nine chances out of 10 we both end up in a concentration camp and that....
W: youre only saying these things to make me go.
M: Im saying it cause its true. inside us, we both know we belong in different......
....maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
W: but what about us?
But what about us?
But what about us?

Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time

To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Flash the readies
Wot's... uh the deal
Got to make it to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel
Mile after mile stone after stone
You turn to speak but you're alone
Million miles from home you're on your own

So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Fire bright by candle light
With her by my side
And if she prefers we need never stir again
Someone sent the promised land
And I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out

Hear me shout, "Come on in
What's the news, and where you been?"
'Cause there's no wind left in my soul
And I've grown old

So,so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish,how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year.
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
wish you were here.

So so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
And did you exchange
walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

How I wish
how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

So so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
And did you exchange
walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

How I wish
how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

So so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
And did you exchange
walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

How I wish
how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Where we start is where we end
We step out sweetly, nothing planned
Along by the river we feed bread to the swans
And then over the footbridge to the woods beyond

We walk ourselves weary, you and I
There's just this moment

I light a campfire away from the path
We lie in the bluebells, a woodpecker laughs

Time passes slowly our hearts entwined
All of the dark times left behind

The day is done
The sun sinks low
We fold up the blanket, it's time to go

We walk ourselves weary, arm in arm
Back through the twilight
Home again

We waltz in the moonlight and the embers glow
So much behind us
Still far to go

Where we start is where we end
We step out sweetly, nothing planned
Along by the river we feed bread to the swans
And then over the footbridge to the woods beyond

We walk ourselves weary, you and I
There's just this moment

I light a campfire away from the path
We lie in the bluebells, a woodpecker laughs

Time passes slowly our hearts entwined
All of the dark times left behind

The day is done
The sun sinks low
We fold up the blanket, it's time to go

We walk ourselves weary, arm in arm
Back through the twilight
Home again

We waltz in the moonlight and the embers glow
So much behind us
Still far to go

(Waters)

It was just before dawn
One miserable morning in black 'forty four.
When the forward commander
Was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be withdrawn.
And the Generals gave thanks
As the other ranks held back
The enemy tanks for a while.
And the Anzio bridgehead
Was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives.

And old King George
Sent Mother a note
When he heard that father was gone.
It was, I recall,
In the form of a scroll,





With gold leaf and all.
And I found it one day
In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.
And my eyes still grow damp to remember
His Majesty signed
With his own rubber stamp.

It was dark all around.
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free.
And no one survived
)From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
They were all left behind,
Most of them dead,
The rest of them dying.
And that's how the High Command
Took my daddy from me.

(Waters)

What shall we do to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
contract diseases?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall.

As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me

Do you think that I know something you don't know
(What do you want from me)
If I don't promise you the answers would you go
(What do you want from me)
Should I stand out in the rain
Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you
I'm not the one you need
What do you want from me

You can have anything you want
You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
Anything you want
You can own everything you see
Sell your soul for complete control
Is that really what you need
You can lose yourself this night
See inside there is nothing to hide
Turn and face the light
What do you want from me

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright we know where
you've been.
YOu've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided
with toys and Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's
So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star. he played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the SteakBar. He love to drive in his
Jaguar. So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You 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 gituar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar.
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the Machine.

From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognise I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun

Won't hear a sound
(He's curled into the corner)
From my mouth
(But still the screen is flickering)
I've spent too long
(With an endless stream of garbage to...)
On the inside out
(...curse the place)
My skin is cold
(In a sea of random images)
To the human touch
(The self-destructing animal)
This bleeding heart's
(Waiting for waves to break)
Not beating much

I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile

I'm creeping back to life
My nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out

Look at him now
He's paler somehow
He's starting to choke
It's been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth

And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again

I'm holding our
(He's standing on the threshold)
For the day
(Caught in fiery anger)
When all the clouds
(And hurled into the furnace he'll...)
Have blown away
(...curse the place)
I'm with you now
(He's torn in all directions)
Can speak your name
(And still the screen is flickering)
Now we can hear
(Waiting for the flames to break)
Ourselves again

Oooo You cannot reach me now,
Oooo No matter how you try.
Goodbye cruel world, it's over.
Walk on by.
Sitting in a bunker,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come.
In perfect isolation,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come.
Waiting, to cut out the deadwood.
Waiting, to clean up the city.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to put on a black shirt.
Waiting, to weed out the weaklings.
Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors.
Waiting, for the final solution to strengthen the strain.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens.
Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the Reds and the Jews.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Would you like to see Britannia,
Rule again, my friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms.
Would you like to send our colored cousins,
Home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms.

you cannot reach me now
no matter how you try
Goodbye cruel world it's over
walk on by
Sitting in a bunker
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms to come

In perfect isolation
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms
worms to come

Waiting to
cut out the deadwood
Waiting to
clean up the city
Waiting to
follow the worms
Waiting to
put on a black shirt
Waiting to
weed out the weaklings
Waiting to
smash in their windows and
kick in their doors
Waiting for
the final solution to
strengthen the strain
Waiting to follow the worms
Waiting to turn on the
showers and fire the ovens
Waiting for
the queers and the coons and
the reds and the Jews
Waiting to follow the worms
Would you like to see
Britannia rule us again my friend
All you have to do
is follow the worms

Would you like to send
our coloured cousins
home again my friend
All you need to do
is follow the worms

you cannot reach me now
no matter how you try
Goodbye cruel world it's over
walk on by
Sitting in a bunker
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms to come

In perfect isolation
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms
worms to come

Waiting to
cut out the deadwood
Waiting to
clean up the city
Waiting to
follow the worms
Waiting to
put on a black shirt
Waiting to
weed out the weaklings
Waiting to
smash in their windows and
kick in their doors
Waiting for
the final solution to
strengthen the strain
Waiting to follow the worms
Waiting to turn on the
showers and fire the ovens
Waiting for
the queers and the coons and
the reds and the Jews
Waiting to follow the worms
Would you like to see
Britannia rule us again my friend
All you have to do
is follow the worms

Would you like to send
our coloured cousins
home again my friend
All you need to do
is follow the worms

you cannot reach me now
no matter how you try
Goodbye cruel world it's over
walk on by
Sitting in a bunker
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms to come

In perfect isolation
here behind my wall

waiting for the worms
worms to come

Waiting to
cut out the deadwood
Waiting to
clean up the city
Waiting to
follow the worms
Waiting to
put on a black shirt
Waiting to
weed out the weaklings
Waiting to
smash in their windows and
kick in their doors
Waiting for
the final solution to
strengthen the strain
Waiting to follow the worms
Waiting to turn on the
showers and fire the ovens
Waiting for
the queers and the coons and
the reds and the Jews
Waiting to follow the worms
Would you like to see
Britannia rule us again my friend
All you have to do
is follow the worms

Would you like to send
our coloured cousins
home again my friend
All you need to do
is follow the worms

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?

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, and the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of a tea and a slice
The old man died.

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Dance, to the movement of the stars
Sing till the walls around us ring
Pray that it never fades away
Until we sleep

Feast, go ahead now, take your fill
Drink, till the room begins to sway
Play, and your cares will blow away
Until we sleep
Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall
And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all

Work, though the work will break your back
Rest, hope to feel your spirits rise
But the years, have cut you down to size
Now go to sleep
Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall
And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road
And i think of all the good things
That we have left undone
And i suffer premonitions
Confirm suspicions
Of the holocaust to come

The wire that holds the cork
That keeps the anger in
Gives way
And suddenly it's day again
The sun is in the east
Even though the day is done
Two suns in the sunset
Hmmmmmmmmm
Could be the human race is run

Like the moment when your brakes lock
And you slide toward the big truck
And stretch the frozen moments with your fear
And you'll never hear their voices
And you'll never see their faces
You have no recourse to the law anymore

And as the windshield melts
My tears evaporate
Leaving only charcoal to defend
Finally i understand
The feelings of the few
Ashes and diamonds
Foe and friend
We were all equal in the end

Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of
ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the relative way but you're older
And shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation
in the English way
The time is gone
the song is over
thought I'd something
more to say

Home home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells

Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of
ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the relative way but you're older
And shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation
in the English way
The time is gone
the song is over
thought I'd something
more to say

Home home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells

Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of
ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the relative way but you're older
And shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation
in the English way
The time is gone
the song is over
thought I'd something
more to say

Home home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch
to the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill
today
And then one dayfind ten years have got behind you
NO one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but
it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of
scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something
more to say.

Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of
ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the relative way but you're older
And shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation
in the English way
The time is gone
the song is over
thought I'd something
more to say

Home home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells

Ticking away the moments that
make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of
ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the relative way but you're older
And shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation
in the English way
The time is gone
the song is over
thought I'd something
more to say

Home home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You 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

And 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 has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

All the pieces fall into place
When we walk these fields
And I reach out to touch your face
This earthly heaven is enough for me

So break the bread and pour the wine
I need no blessings but I'm counting mine
Life is much more than money buys
When I see the faith in my children's eyes

I've felt the power in a holy place
And wished for comfort when in need
Now I'm here in a state of grace
This earthly heaven is enough for me

So break the bread and pour the wine
I need no blessings but I'm counting mine
Life is much more than money buys
When I see the faith in my children's eyes

All the pieces fall into place
When we walk these fields
And I reach out to touch your face
This earthly heaven is enough for me

So break the bread and pour the wine
I need no blessings but I'm counting mine
Life is much more than money buys
When I see the faith in my children's eyes

I've felt the power in a holy place
And wished for comfort when in need
Now I'm here in a state of grace
This earthly heaven is enough for me

So break the bread and pour the wine
I need no blessings but I'm counting mine
Life is much more than money buys
When I see the faith in my children's eyes

There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
There was no promise made
The part you played
The chance you took
There are no boundaries set
The time and yet
You waste it still
So it slips through your hands
Like grains of sand
You watch it go
There's no time to be lost
You'll pay the cost
So get it right
There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
And There never was there an answer
There an answer
Not without listening
Without seeing
There are no answers here
When you look out
You don't see in
There was no promise made
The part you played
The chance you took
There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
And there never was there an answer
There an answer
Not without listening
Without seeing
There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
There are no answers here
When you look out
You don't see in
There was no promise made
The part you played
The chance you took

There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good
There are no answers here
When you look out
You don't see in
There's no way out of here
When you come in
You're in for good

Good morning, The Worm, Your Honour,
The Crown will plainly show,
The prisoner who now stands before you,
Was caught red-handed showing feelings.
Showing feelings of an almost human nature.
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good,
In the end, Your Honour.
If they'd let me have my way,
I could have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied.
The bleeding hearts and artists,
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today.
Crazy.
Toys in the attic, I am crazy.
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy.
Toys in the attic, he is crazy.
You little shit, you're in it now.
I hope they throw away the key.
You should've talked to me more often than you did.
But no! You had to go your own way.
Have you broken any homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honour,
Him and me alone.
Baaaaaabe!
Come to Mother, baby.
Let me hold you in my arms.
M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, Your Honour, let me take him home.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, I am crazy.
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall.
For when I came in.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is incontravertible.
There's no need for the jury to retire.
In all my years of judging I have never heard before,
Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to deficate!
No, Judge, the jury!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall!

Good morning, Worm your honor.
The crown will plainly show
The prisoner who now stands before you
Was caught red-handed showing feelings
Showing feelings of an almost human nature;
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good
In the end your honor.
If they'd let me have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied,
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today?
Crazy,
Toys in the attic I am crazy,
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy.
You little shit you're in it now,
I hope they throw away the key.
You should have talked to me more often
Than you did, but no! You had to go
Your own way, have you broken any
Homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm your honor,
Him and Me, alone.
Baaaaaaaaaabe!
Come to mother baby, let me hold you
In my arms.
M'lud I never wanted him to
Get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, your honor, let me take him home.
Crazy,
Over the rainbow, I am crazy,
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in.
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is
Incontrovertible, there's no need for
The jury to retire.
In all my years of judging
I have never heard before
Of someone more deserving
Of the full penalties of law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to defecate!
But, my friend, you have revealed your
Deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before
Your peers.
Tear down the wall!

Good morning, Worm your honor.
The crown will plainly show
The prisoner who now stands before you
Was caught red-handed showing feelings
Showing feelings of an almost human nature;
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good
In the end your honor.
If they'd let me have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied,
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today?
Crazy,
Toys in the attic I am crazy,
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy.
You little shit you're in it now,
I hope they throw away the key.
You should have talked to me more often
Than you did, but no! You had to go
Your own way, have you broken any
Homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm your honor,
Him and Me, alone.
Baaaaaaaaaabe!
Come to mother baby, let me hold you
In my arms.
M'lud I never wanted him to
Get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, your honor, let me take him home.
Crazy,
Over the rainbow, I am crazy,
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in.
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is
Incontrovertible, there's no need for
The jury to retire.
In all my years of judging
I have never heard before
Of someone more deserving
Of the full penalties of law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to defecate!
But, my friend, you have revealed your
Deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before
Your peers.
Tear down the wall!

Good morning, Worm your honor.
The crown will plainly show
The prisoner who now stands before you
Was caught red-handed showing feelings
Showing feelings of an almost human nature;
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good
In the end your honor.
If they'd let me have my way I could
Have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied,
The bleeding hearts and artists
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today?
Crazy,
Toys in the attic I am crazy,
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy.
You little shit you're in it now,
I hope they throw away the key.
You should have talked to me more often
Than you did, but no! You had to go
Your own way, have you broken any
Homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm your honor,
Him and Me, alone.
Baaaaaaaaaabe!
Come to mother baby, let me hold you
In my arms.
M'lud I never wanted him to
Get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, your honor, let me take him home.
Crazy,
Over the rainbow, I am crazy,
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in.
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is
Incontrovertible, there's no need for
The jury to retire.
In all my years of judging
I have never heard before
Of someone more deserving
Of the full penalties of law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to defecate!
But, my friend, you have revealed your
Deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before
Your peers.
Tear down the wall!

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.

Momma loves her baby
And 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

Momma loves her baby
And 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

Momma loves her baby
And Daddy loves you too
And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe
And the sky may look blue
Oooooo Babe
Oooooooo Baby Blue
Oooooo Oooooo Babe

If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
With your fear flowing out behind you
As you claw the thin ice

Must the show go on?
Voices:
Oooooo Pa, (Let me go, let me go, let me go.)
Oooooo Ma, (Take me home, take me home, take me home.)
There must be some mistake,
I never meant to let them take,
Away my soul.
Am I too old?
Is it too late?
Where has the feeling gone?
Will I remember this song?
The show must go on.

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.

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.

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.

The black and green scarecrow as ev'ryone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere
He didn't care...
He stood in a field where barley grows

His head did no thinking his arms didn't move
Except when the wind cut up rough
And mice ran around on the ground
He stood in a field where barley grows

The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he's resigned to his fate
'Cause life's not unkind
He doesn't mind
He stood in a field where barley grows

Tell me true, tell me why was Jesus crucified
Is it for this that daddy died?
Was it for you? Was it me?
Did I watch too much TV?
Is that a hint of accusation in your eyes?
If it wasn't for the nips being so good at building ships
The yards would still be open on the clyde
And it can't be much fun for them beneath the rising sun
With all their kids committing suicide
What have we done, maggie, what have we done?
What have we done to England?
Should we shout? Should we scream?
"What happened to the post war dream?"
Oh, maggie, maggie what have we done?

tell me true tell me why was jesus crucified
is it for this that daddy died?
was it for you? was it me?
did i watch too much 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?

I was standing by the Nile
Whe I saw the lady smile.
I would take her out for a while,
For a while. Light tears wept like a child.
How her golden hair was blowing wild.
Then she spread her wings to fly,
For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes,
Going always where she pleases.
She will make it to the island in the sun.
I will follw in her shadow
As I watch her from my window.
One day I will catch her eye.

She is calling from the deep
Summoning my soul to endless sleep.
She is bound to drag me down,
Drag me down.

I was standing by the Nile
Whe I saw the lady smile.
I would take her out for a while,
For a while. Light tears wept like a child.
How her golden hair was blowing wild.
Then she spread her wings to fly,
For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes,
Going always where she pleases.
She will make it to the island in the sun.
I will follw in her shadow
As I watch her from my window.
One day I will catch her eye.

She is calling from the deep
Summoning my soul to endless sleep.
She is bound to drag me down,
Drag me down.

Following the path as it leads
towards the Darkness in the North
Weary strangers' faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope before
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Mist is swelling, creatures crawling,
Hear the roar get louder in your ears
You know the folly was your own
But the force behind can't conquer all your fears
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when there was life in every morning
Perhaps a day will come
When the nights will be as on that morning
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Rest your weary head, be on your way.

Jesus Jesus what's it all about
Trying 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 smoulders on
Of the gunners dying words on the intercom

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.

When we grew up and went to school
There 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.

When we grew up and went to school
There 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.

When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children any way they could
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
Psycopathic wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives

Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now
But in the space between the heavens and 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 ("Oi! A real one ...")
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

The Great Gig In The Sky

'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.'

'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.'

'I never said I was frightened of dying.'

(Instrumental)

The Great Gig In The Sky

'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.'

'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.'

'I never said I was frightened of dying.'

(Instrumental)

The Great Gig In The Sky

'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.'

'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.'

'I never said I was frightened of dying.'

(Instrumental)

"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."

"If you can hear this whispering you are dying."

"I never said I was frightened of dying."

The Great Gig In The Sky

'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.'

'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.'

'I never said I was frightened of dying.'

(Instrumental)

The Great Gig In The Sky

'And I am not frightened of dying any time will do I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it you've gotta go sometime.'

'If you can hear this whispering you are dying.'

'I never said I was frightened of dying.'

(Instrumental)

Come on my friends 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
'Cause 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 the mountains across the sea
Who knows what may be waiting for me
I can 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 sea gulls wheeling in those far distant skies
All I wanna tell you all I wanna say
Is count me in on the journey
Don't expect me to stay

I WANT to tell
You a story
'Bout a little
Man if I can
A gnome named Grimble Gromble
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
Ooh my...

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
Ooh my ooh my

take all your overgrown infants away somewhere

and 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

through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i 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 be

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go,
you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things
can get strained
But whatever you change,
you know the dogs remain.
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world