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 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 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 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 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 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 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! Shit 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...."