Pink Floyd - Lyrics

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

Just a little pin prick

There'll be no more aaaaaaah!

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

Ooh Ma ooh Pa

Must the show go on

Ooh Pa take me home

Ooh 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

Ooh Ma Ooh Pa

Where has the feeling gone?

Ooh Ma Ooh Pa

Will I remember the songs?

The show must go on.

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

And 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

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

As the cockle shell shatters

And the hammers butter

Down your door

You better run

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 locks

They're gonna send you back to mother

In a card board box

You better run.

Ooh You cannot reach me now

Ooh 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

to clean up the city

to follow the worms

to put on a blackshirt

to weed out the weaklings

to smash in their windows

and kick in their doors.

for the final solution

to strenghten the strain

to follow the worms

to turn on the showers

and fire the ovens

for the queens and the coons

and the reds and the Jews

to follow the worms

Would you like to see Britania

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

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.

Good morning 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

Should I go fishing

They must have taken my marbles away

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 away. 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

Incontravertable, 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

But my friend you have revealed your

Deepest fear

I sentance you to be exposed before

Your peers

Tear down 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 gathered together in bands

The bleeding hearts and the 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 buggers [1]

Wall

‘83

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?

They flutter behind you your possible pasts

Some brighteyed and crazy some frightened and lost

A warning to anyone still in command

Of their possible future to take care