Hey You
Lyrics
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 to 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
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?
Lyrics
Is There Anybody Out There?
Nobody Home
Lyrics
(I’ve
Got A Little Black Book With My Poems In It)
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 good dog they sometimes throw
me a bone in
I've 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 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
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 Gohill's boots
and I've got fading roots
Vera
Lyrics
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
Lyrics
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
Lyrics
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
There is no pain, you are receding
a distant ship smoke on the horizon
You're 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 the feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
OK
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaaah!
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're 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
and I've become comfortably numb
The Show Must Go On
Lyrics
Oooh Ma, Oooh Pa
Must the show 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 night mare
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?
Oooh ah!
The show must go on
In The Flesh (Part 2)
Lyrics
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
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
Lyrics
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
when the cockle shell shatters
and the hammers batter down your 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 backseat
trying to pick her locks
They're gonna send you back to mother
in a cardboard box
You better run
Waiting For The Worms
Lyrics
Ooooh you cannot reach me now
Ooooh
now 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 dead wood
Waiting
to clean up the city
Waiting to follow the worms
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 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
Lyrics
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
Lyrics
Good morning worm your honour
The crown will plainly show
The Prisoner who now stand before you
was caught red handed showing feelings
Showing feelings of an almost human nature
This will not do
Call the schoolmaster
I have 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
(Surely gone fishing)
They must have taken my marbles away
Call the defendant's 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
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 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
the full penalty of law
The way you made them suffer
Your exquisite wife and mother
fills me with the urge to defecate
Since, my friend you have revealed
your deepest fear
I sentence you to be exposed
before you peers
Tear down the wall
Tear down the wall
Outside The Wall
Lyrics
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 falls
after all it's not easy banging your heart
against
some mad buggers wall
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