@ALBUM: The Wall Live In Berlin @SONG: When The Tigers Broke Free It was just before dawn One miserable morning in black '44. When the forward commander was told to sit tight When he asked that his men be withdrawn. And the generals gave thanks as the other ranks Held back the enemy tanks for a while. And the Anziel bridgehead was held for the price of a few hundred ordinary lives. The kind old King George sent Mother a note When he heard that Father was gone. It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll With the gold leaf laid on. And I found it one day, in a drawer of Old photographs in the way. And my eyes still grow dim To remember His Majesty Signing in his own rubber snout. It was dark all around, There was frost in the ground When the tigers broke free. And no one survived from the Royal Fusiliers Company C. There were all left behind, Most of them dead, the rest of them dying. And that's how the high command Took my Daddy from me. @SONG: In The Flesh? So ya thought ya might like to go to the show, To feel the warm thrill of confusion, That space cadet glow. Tell me, is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes, You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise. @SONG: The Thin Ice Mother: Mama loves her baby, and Daddy loves you too. And the sea may look warm to you baby, And the sky may look blue. Ooooh, babe. Ooooh, baby, blue. Ooooh, babe. Pink: If you should go skating On the Thin Ice of modern life, Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear stained eyes, Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you, As you claw at the thin ice. @SONG: Another Brick In The Wall Part I Daddy's flown across the ocean, Leaving just a memory. A snapshot in the family album, Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what d'ya leave behind for me? All in all it was Just a Brick In The Wall. All in all you were Just a Brick In The Wall. @SONG: The Happiest Days Of Our Lives (Schoolmaster: You! Yes, you! Stand still, laddie!) When we grew up and went to school, There were certain teachers Who would hurt the children any way they could. By pouring their derision upon anything we did Exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids. But in the town it was well known, When they got home at night, Their fat and psychopathic wives Would thrash them within inches of their lives. @SONG: Another Brick In The Wall Part II Pink: We don't need no education, We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave them kids alone! Hey, Teacher, leave them kids alone! All in all it's Just another Brick In The Wall. All in all you're Just another Brick In The Wall. @SONG: Another Brick In The Wall Part II (ctd) Chorus: We don't need no education, We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone! Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're Just another Brick In The Wall. All in all you're Just another Brick In The Wall. (Schoolmaster: Wrong! Do it again! Wrong! Do it again! If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding! How can you have any pudding if you won't eat yer meat? You! Yes, you behind the grandstand! Stand still, laddie!) @SONG: Mother Pink: Mother, do ya think they'll drop the bomb? Mother, do ya think they'll like this song? Mother, do ya think they'll try to break my balls? Ooooh, ahhh, Mother, should I build The Wall? Mother, should I run for President? Mother, should I trust the government? Mother, will they put me in the firing line? Ooooh, ahhh, is it just a waste of time? Mother: Hush, now, baby, baby, don't you cry. Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true. Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you. Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing. She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing. Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm. Ooooh, babe, ooooh, babe, Ooh, babe, of course, Mama's gonna help build The Wall. Pink: Mother, do ya think she's good enough -- for me? Mother, do ya think she's dangerous -- to me? Mother, will she tear your little boy apart? Ooooh, ahhh, Mother, will she break my heart? Mother: Hush, now, baby, baby, don't you cry. Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you. Mama won't let anyone dirty get through. Mama's gonna wait up until you get in. Mama will always find out where you've been. Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean. Ooooh, babe, ooooh babe, Ooooh, babe, you'll always be baby to me. Pink: Mother, did it need to be so high? @SONG: Goodbye Blue Sky (spoken) Look, Mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky. Ooooooooooh. Ooooooooooh. Ooooooooooh. Did did did did you see the frightened ones? Did did did did you hear the falling bombs? Did did did did you ever wonder why we had to run For shelter on the promise of a brave new world Unfurled beneath the clear blue sky? Ooooooooooh. Ooooooooooh. Did did did did you see the frightened ones? Did did did did you hear the falling bombs? The flames are all long gone but the pain lingers on. Goodbye blue sky, goodbye blue sky. Goodbye, goodbye. @SONG: Empty Spaces What shall we use to fill The empty spaces where we used to talk? How shall I fill the final places? How should I complete the Wall? @SONG: What Shall We Do Now? (Empty Spaces - Berlin) What shall we use to fill the empty spaces Where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out across this sea of faces In search of more and more applause? Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car? Shall we work straight through the night? Shall we get into fights, Leave the lights on, Drop bombs, Do tours of the East, Contract diseases, Bury bones, Break up homes, Send flowers by phone, Take to drink, Go to shrinks, Give up meat, Rarely sleep, Keep people as pets, Train dogs, Raise rats, Fill the attic with cash, Bury treasure, Store up leisure, But never relax at all With our backs to the Wall? @SONG: Young Lust I am just a new boy, a stranger in this town. Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger 'round? Ooooooh, I need a dirty woman. Ooooooh, I need a dirty girl. Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man? Take this rock 'n' roll refugee Oooh, babe, set me free. Ooooooh, I need a dirty woman. Ooooooh, I need a dirty girl. Ooooooh, I need a dirty woman. Ooooooh, I need a dirty girl. (Man: Hello? Operator: You have a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd. Will you accept the charges from the United States? [click] He hung up. This is your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up. There must be someone else there beside your wife to answer. Man: Hello? Operator: This is United States calling. Are we reach- ing...? [click] He keeps hanging up. There's a man answering.) @SONG: One Of My Turns (Girl: Oh, My God, what a fabulous room. Are all these your guitars? This place is bigger than our apartment! Uh, can I get a drink of water? You want some? Hunh? Oh, wow, look at this tub! You wanna take a bath? What are you watchin'? Oh! Are you feeling OK?) Day after day, love turns grey, Like the skin of a dying man. And night after night, we pretend it's all right, But I have grown older, and you have grown colder, And nothin' is very much fun anymore. And I can feel one of my turns comin' on. I feel cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum. Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left, You'll find my favorite axe. Don't look so frightened, This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days. Would ya like to watch TV, Or get between the sheets, Or contemplate the silent freeway? Would ya like something to eat? Would ya like to learn to fly? Would ya, would ya like to see me try? Ah, no! Would ya like to call the cops? Do ya think it's time I stopped? Why are you runnin' away? @SONG: Don't Leave Me Now Oooooh, babe, don't leave me now. Don't say it's the end of the road. Remember the flowers I sent. I need you, babe. To put through the shredder in front of my friends, Oh, babe, don't leave me now. How can you go? When you know how I need you? (need you, need you, need you, need you, need you) To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night, Oh, babe, don't leave me now. How can you treat me this way? Runnin' away. Oh, babe, why are you runnin' away? Babe, ooooooh, babe, oooooooh, babe, ooooooh. @SONG: Another Brick In The Wall Part III I don't need no arms around me. And I don't need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need anything at all! No, don't think I need anything at all! All in all it was All just Bricks In The Wall. All in all you were All just Bricks In The Wall. @SONG: Goodbye Cruel World Goodbye cruel world, I'm leavin' you today. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye all you people, There's nothin' you can say To make me change my mind. Goodbye. @SONG: 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, Can you touch me? Hey you, with your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, Can you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm comin' home. 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 doin' 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. (we fall, we fall, we fall, we fall, we fall, we fall) @SONG: Is There Anybody Out There? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? @SONG: Nobody Home 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 keeping my shoes on, Got those swollen hand blues, Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from. I got electric light, and I got second sight. 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 got the obligatory Hendrix perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt. I got nicotine stains on my fingers, I got a silver spoon on a chain. Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. I got wild staring eyes, And I got a strong urge to fly, But I got nowhere to fly to (fly to, fly to, fly to, fly to, fly to, fly to, fly to). Oooooh, babe, when I pick up the phone, There's still nobody home. I got a pair of Gohill's boots, And I got fading roots.... @SONG: 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 in here Feel the way I do? @SONG: 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! (Schoolmaster: Wrong! Do it again! Wrong! Do it again! Wrong! Do it again! [knock knock knock] Voice: Time to go! Wrong! Do it again! [knock knock knock] Girl: Are you feelin' OK? Time to go! Are you feelin' OK? [knock knock knock] Time to go! Are you feeling OK? Time to go! Time to go! Pink: Is there anybody out there?) @SONG: Comfortably Numb Hello (hello hello), is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? C'mon (c'mon c'mon), now, I hear you're feelin' down. Well, I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax (relax relax), I 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's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. You 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. I have become comfortably numb. OK (OK OK) just a little pinprick. There'll be no more (scream), But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up (stand up, stand up)? I do believe it's working good. That'll keep you going for the show. C'mon it's time to go. There is no pain, You are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. You 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 have become comfortably numb. @SONG: The Show Must Go On Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Oooooooh, my, ooooooh. Must the show go on? Oooooooooh, take me home, take me home, take me home. Oooooooooh, let me go, let me go, 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? Oooooooh, my, oooooooh. Where's the feeling gone? Oooooooh, my, oooooooh. Will I remember this song? Oooooooh, my, oooooooh. The show must go on! @SONG: In The Flesh So ya thought ya might like to go to the show, To feel the warm thrill of confusion, That space cadet glow. I 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 fans really stand. Are there any queers in the theater tonight? Get 'em up against the Wall ('Gainst The Wall)! Now there's one in the spotlight, He don't look right to me, Get him up against the Wall ('Gainst The Wall)! And that one looks Jewish, and that one's a coon. Who let all of this riffraff into the room? There's one smoking a joint, And another with spots! If I had my way I'd have all of them shot! @SONG: Run Like Hell Run run run run Run run run run Run run run run Run run run run You better stop and make your face up With 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 as the cockleshell shatters. And the hammers batter down your door, You 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 So if you're takin' your girlfriend out tonight You better park the car well out of sight. Cause if they catch you in the backseat Tryin' to pick her locks They're gonna send you back to Mother In a cardboard box! You better run! @SONG: Waiting For The Worms Eins! Tzwei! Drei! Hammer! Ahhhhhhhhh. Oooooooooh. You cannot reach me now. Oooooooooh, 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 (worms to come). In perfect isolation, here behind my Wall. Waiting for the worms to come. (Megaphone: Will the audience convene at one fifteen outside Brixton Town Hall where we will 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 (for 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. @SONG: Stop Stop! I want to go home! Take off this uniform and leave the show! I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know (have to know) Have I been guilty all this time? (time time) @SONG: The Trial Prosecutor: 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! 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. Pink: Crazy. Toys in the attic, I am crazy. Truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away! Chorus: Crazy. Toys in the attic, he is crazy. 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 Honor, Him, and me, alone. Mother: 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 Honor, let me take him home.... Pink: 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! Chorus: Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy. Judge: 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 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 your peers! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! Tear down the Wall! @SONG: Outside The Wall All alone or in twos, 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.