Pink Floyd - Lyrics

I held the blade in trembling hands

Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang

I never had the nerve to make the final cut

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these

Got to compete with the wily japanese

There's too many home fires burning

And not enough trees

So fuck all that

We've got to get on with these

Can't stop lose job mind gone silicon

What bomb get away pay day make hay

Break down need fix big six

Clickity click hold on oh no

Brrrrrrrrrring bingo!

Make em laugh make em cry make em dance in the aisles

Make em pay make em stay make em feel o.k.

Not nah john

We've got to get on with the film show

Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow

Who cares what it's about

As long as the kids go

So not now john

We've got to get on with the show

Hang on john

I've got to get on with this

I don't know what it is

But it fits on here like…

Come at the end of the shift

We'll go and get pissed

But now now john

I've got to get on with this

Hold on john

I think there's something good on

I used to read books but…

It could be the news

Or some other abuse

Or it could be reusable shows

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these

Got to compete with the wily japanese

No need to worry about the vietnamese

Got to bring the russian bear to his knees

Well, may be not the russian bear

May be the swedes

We showed argentina

Not let's go and show these

Make us feel tough

And wouldn't maggie be pleased

Nah nah nah nah nah nah!

S'cusi dove il bar

Se para collo pou eine toe bar

S'il vous plait ou est le bar

Oi'where's the fucking bar john!

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 rusting 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

Hmmmmmmmmmmm

Could be the human race is run

Like the moment when the brakes lock

And you slide towards the big truck

You 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

‘87

Into the distance, ribbon of black,

stretched to the point of no turning back.

A flight of fancy on a wind swept field,

standing alone my senses reeled.

A fatal attraction holding me fast, how

can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky,

tongue-tied amp; twisted just an eath-bound misfit.i.

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings,

unheeded warnings.

I thought,I thought of everything,

no navigator to guide my way home.

Unladened.Empty and turned to stone.

A soul in tension that's learning to fly.

Condition grounded but determined to try.

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies.

Tongue-tied amp; twisted just an eath-bound misfit.i.

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,

my grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air,

across the clouds I see my shadow fly,

out of the corner of my watering eye.

A dream unthreatened by the morning light.

Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night.

There's no sensation to compare with this,

suspended animation, a state of bliss.

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky.

Tongue-tied amp; twisted just an eath-bound misfit.i.

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 catch, we will lie and deceive

even our masters don't know the webs 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, and they 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 are we going to smash it down?

One world… one world.

A restless eye across a wary room,

a glazed look and I was on the road to ruin.

The music played and played as we whirled without end

no hint, no word her honor to defend.

I will, I will she sighted to my request

And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put,

to the test.

Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire.

I led the way to the funeral pyre,

and without thought of the consequence

I gave in to my decadence.

One slip, and down the hole we fall,

it seems to take no time at all.

A momentary lapse of reason.

That binds a life for life,

a small regret, you won't forget,

there'll be no sleep in here tonight.

Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?

Or was in the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just,

like a glove?

The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown.

The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain,

alone.

One slip, and down the hole we fall,

it seems to take no time at all.

A momentary lapse of reason.

That binds a life to a life.

The one regret, you will never forget,

there'll be no sleep in here tonight.

One sleep… One sleep

On the turning away,

from the pale and downtrodden.

And words they say

which we won't understand.

"Don't accept that what's happening.

Is just a case of other suffering.

Or you'll find that you're joining in

the turning away".

It's a sin that somehow,

light is changing to shadow.

And casting it's shroud

over all we have known

unaware how the ranks have grown.

Driven on by heart of stone,

we could find that we're all alone

in the dream of the proud.

On the wings of the night,

as the daytime is stirring

where the speechless unite.

In a silent accord,

using words you will find are strange.