All lyrics by Roger Waters,"Young  lust" by David Gilmour
              and Pink Floyd music pubs,"The trial " by Bob Ezrin.
                ltd. produced 1979.

T H E W A L L

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.
           Tell me if something eluding you sunshine?
           Is this not what you expected to see?
           If you'd like to find out what's behind these cold eyes?
           You'll just have to claw your way through the 
           Disguise.

THE THIN ICE

     Mamma 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 Babe 
     Ooooh Baby blue 
     Ooooh Babe.
     If you should go skating 
     On the thin ice of mother 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 )

         Daddy's flown across the ocean 
         Leaving just a memory
         A snap shot in the family album 
         Daddy what else did you leave behind 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

      When we grow up and went to school 
      There were certain teachers who would 
      Hurt the children anyway they could.
      By pouring their devision 
      Upon anything we did
      And exposing every weakness 
      However carefully hidden by the kids.
      But in the town it was well known
      When they got home at night, their fat and
      Psychopathic wives would thrash them
      Within inches of their lives.

ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL ( part 2 )

         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

         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
         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
         Mother am I really dying.
         Hush now 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 will keep baby cosy and warm
         Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe
         Of course mam'll help build the wall.

         Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
         Mama's gonna check all of your girl friends for you
         Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
         Mama's gonna wait up till you come in
         Mama will always find out where
         You've been
         Mama's gonna keep you healthy and clean
         Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe
         You'll always be a Baby to me.
         Mother, did it need to be so high.

GOODBYE BLUE SKY

         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 they promise of a brave new world
         Unfound beheath 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 SPASES

         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.

YOUNG LUST

     I'm just a new boy
     A stranger in this town
     Where are all the good times
     Who's gonna show this stranger around?
     Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
     Ooooooooh 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
     Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
     Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.

ONE OF MY TURNS

     Day after day love turns grey
     Like the skin of a dying man
     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 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 TV?
     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 like to see me try?
     Would you like to call the cops?
     Do you think it's time I stopped?
     Why are you running away?

DON'T LEAVE ME NOW

         Ooooh 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
         Ooooh 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
         Ooooh Babe
         Don't leave me now
         How can you treat me this way
         Running away
         I need you, Babe,
         Why are you running away?
         Ooooooh Babe!

ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL ( part 3 )

         I don't need no arms around me
         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

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

         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 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 you 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.

ID THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE ?

Is there anybody out there?

NOBODY HOME

         I've got a little black book with my poems in
         I've got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
         When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
         I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
         Got those swollen hand blues.
         Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV 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 obligatory Hendrix perm
         And the inevitable pinhole burns
         All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
         I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
         I've got a silver spoon on the chain
         I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
         I've got wild staring eyes
         I've got a strong urge to fly
         But I've got nowhere to fly to
         Ooooh 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

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?

BRING THE BOYS BACK HOME

         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

Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now,
I hear you are 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.
There is no pain you are receiding
A distant ship smoke on the horison 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 baloons 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 aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going though the show Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receiding
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 has grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.

THE SHOW MUST GO ON

Oooh ma Oooh pa
Does the show must to go on
Oooh Pa take me home
Oooh Ma let me go
Do I have to stand up
Wild eyed in the spotlight
What a nightmare. Why!
Don't I turn and run
There must be some mistake
I didn't mean to let them
Take away my soul.
Am I too old is it too late
Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
Where has the feeling gone?
Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
Will I remember the songs?
The show must go on!

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'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 your fans
         Really stand
         Are there any queers in the theatre tonight
         Get 'em up against the wall.
         There's on in the spotlight
         He don't look right to me
         Get him up against the wall
         That one looks Jewish
         And that one's a coon
         Who let all 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

You better run like hell
You better make your face up on
Your favorite disguise
With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart
Feel the bite rising from your guilty past With your nerves in tatters
When the cockleshell shatters
And hammers butter
Down the door.
You better run like hell
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 looks
They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box
You better run.

WAITING FOR THE WORMS

         Ooooh, You cannot reach me now
         Ooooh no matter now 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 blackshirt
         Waiting to weed out the weaklings
         Waiting to smash in their windows
         And kick in their doors.
         Waiting for the final solution
         To strang then the strain
         Waiting to follow the worms.
         Waiting to turn on the showers
         And fire the ovens
         Waiting for the queens 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 coloured cousins
         Home again, my friend,
         All you need to do is follow the worms.

STOP

         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

Good morning worm you 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 Shame on him.
This will not do.
Call the shcoolmaster

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'm crazy
They must have taken my marbles away. Call the defendans wife.
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 honour Him and me alone!"
Babe!
Come to mother baby let me hold you In my arms
But 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 he is crazy There must have been a door in the wall when I came in Crazy over the rainbow he's 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
Some one more deserving
The full penalty of law.
The way you made them suffer
You exquisite wife and mother
Fills me with the vage to defecate. But my friend you have revealed your Deepest fear
I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers
Tear down the wall!

OUTSIDE THE WALL

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