The Wall CD2歌词

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 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 you 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
[Click of TV being turned on]
"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started."
"Isn't it unsafe to travel at night?"
"It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long."
"Can Loca ride?"
"Yeah, I can ride... Magaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything."

Is there anybody out there?

"Goodbye Chenga"
"Goodbye miss ..."
Is there anybody out there?
"I'll be back."
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?

Nobody Home

"Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time, but there's somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington."
"Who's that?"
"Rose Pilchitt!""Rose Pilchitt? Who's that?"
"Shut Up!"
"36-24-36"
"Oi! I've got a little black book with me poems in!"
"Does that answer your question?"
"Who's she?, she was 'Miss Armoured Division' in 1961 ... "
I've got a little black book with my poems in
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 keepin my shoes on
Got those swollen hand blues
I've got thirteen channels of **** 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 favorite 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
And I've got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to
Ooooh, babe when I pick up the phone
"Surprise, surprise, surprise..." --from Gomer Pyle show
There's still nobody home
I've got a pair of Gohills boots
And I got fading roots
"Where the hell are you?"
"Over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft."
"Where the hell are you Simon?"
[Machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing]

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 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, no, no
Bring the boys back home
"Wrong! Do it again!"
Knock, knock, knock "Time to go!"
"Are you feeling okay?"
"There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!"
Is there anybody out there?

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're feeling down
Well I can ease your pain
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 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 pinprick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
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 On

Ooooh
Ooooh Ma, Oooh Pa
Must the show go on?
Ooooh, Pa. Take me home
Ooooh, 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?
Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa
Where has the feeling gone?
Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh 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 that 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
We're gonna find out where you folks really stand
Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
Get them 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 of 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

"Pink Floyd, Pink Floyd"

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
You better make your face up in your favorite disguise
With your button down lips and your roller blind eyes
With your empty smile and your hungry heart
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters
When the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down the door
You'd better run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
You better run all day and run all night
Keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
You'd better park the car well out of sight
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
They're gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box
You better run

"Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa!
[sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream]
"Hammer, Hammer"

Waiting for the Worms

"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!"

Ooooh, you cannot reach me now
Ooooh, 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
We're waiting to succeed and going to convene outside Brixton Town Hall where we're going to be...
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 **** 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 colored cousins home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms
The worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station
We'll be moving along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road... Abbot's Road...
Twelve minutes to three we'll be moving along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge
Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge we're in Westminster Borough area
It's quite possible we may encounter some... by the way we go..."

Stop

Stop!
I wanna go home
Take off this uniform
And leave the show
But I'm waiting in this cell
Because I have to know
Have I been guilty all this time?

The Trial

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 **** 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 penalty of the law
The way you made them suffer
Your exquisite wife and mother
Fills me with the urge to defecate!
"Hey Judge! **** on him!"
Since, 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 two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall

"Isn't this where...."