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 from behind
you
As you claw the ice
[Teacher:] "You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy!"
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
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teacher, leave us kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the
wall
All in all you're just another brick in the
wall
(all repeating)
[Teacher:] "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
don't eat your meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bike sheds,
stand still laddy!"
Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna make all of your
nightmares come true
Momma's gonna put all of her fears into
you
Momma's gonna keep you right here under
her wing
She won't let you fly, but she might let you
sing
Momma's will keep Baby cozy and warm
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help
build the wall
Mother, do you think she's good enough
For me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous
To me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my heart?
Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna check out all your
girlfriends for you
Momma won't let anyone dirty get through
Momma's gonna wait up until you get in
Momma will always find out where you've
been
Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and
clean
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me
Mother, did it need to be so high?
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
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
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
Will some woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Ooo Babe, set me free
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
(Phone Ringing)
[Man:] "Hello?"
[Operator:] "Yes, a collect call for Mrs.
Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from the United
States"
(Phone is Hung Up)
"He hung up. Is this your residence, sir?"
"I wonder why he hung up..."
"There must be someone else there
besides your wife to answer."
(Phone Ringing)
[Man:] "Hello?"
[Operator:] "This is the United States
calling."
"Are we reaching?"
(Phone is Hung Up)
"See he keeps hanging up."
"But it's a man answering."
(Operator cuts connection)
[Groupie:] "Oh my God, what a fabulous
room!
"Are all these your guitars?"
"God, this place is bigger than our
apartment."
"Uh, could I get a drink of water?"
"Ya want some? Huh?"
"Oh wow! Look at this tub!"
"You wanna take a bath?"
"What're you watching?"
"Hello?"
"Are you feeling ok?"
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 you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
[Pink:] "Aaaarrrrggghhh!!"
Goodbye, all you people
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye
Hey you
Out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you
With your 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
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb
When I'm a good dog they sometimes
throw me a bone
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hands 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
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
Ooooo Babe
When I pick up the phone
[Gomer Pyle:] "Surprise, surprise,
surprise...."
There's still nobody home
I got a pair of Gohill's boots
And I got fading roots
Vera!
Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else in here feel the way I
do?
"Wrong, do it again!"
"(Knock, knock, knock) Time to go!"
"Are you feeling Okay?"
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what
you're sayin'
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not
understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
Ok
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more --Aaaaaahhhhh!
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's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what
you're sayin'
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
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what
you're sayin'
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
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
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your girlfriend out
tonight
You better park the car well out of sight
'Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
Gonna send you back to Mother
In a cardboard box
You better run
Oooo, You cannot reach me now
Oooo, 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
[Man using megaphone:] "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 queers 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
"Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, ..."
[Man with Megaphone:] "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...."
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
Call the defendant's wife
You little shit, you're in it now
I hope they throw away the key
You should've 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
Baaaaaabe
Come to Mother, baby
Let me hold you in my arms
M'Lord, I never meant for 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
incontravertible
There's no need for the jury to retire
In all the years of judging I have never
heard before
Of someone more deserving of the full
penalty of the law
The way you made 'em suffer
Your exquisite wife and mother
Fills me with the urge to deficate
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, ..."
Now the satellite's confused
'Cos on Saturday night
The airwaves were full of compassion
and light
And his silicon heart warmed
To the sight of a billion candles burning
But, I'm not saying that the battle is
won
But on Saturday night all those kids in
the sun
Wrested technology's sword from the
hand of the war lords
Oh, the tide is turning
Oh, the tide is turning
Oh, the tide is turning
Oh, the tide is turning
(Repeated)