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In The Flesh?
03:17
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So you thought you might like to go to the show
And feel that 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 wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes
You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise
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2. |
The Thin Ice
02:20
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Mama loves her baby
And Daddy loves you too
And the sea may look warm to you, Love
And the sky may look blue
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh baby blue
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh babe
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 the ice
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Daddy's gone across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy, what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, what'd you leave behind for me?
All in all, it was all just a brick in the wall
All in all, you were all just bricks in the wall
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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 kid
But in the town it was well known when they went home at night, their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them within inches of their lives
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We don't need no education
We don't need no thoughts controlled
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher, leave them kids alone
Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone!
All in all, you were all just bricks in the wall
All in all, it was all just bricks in the wall
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6. |
Mother
04:55
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Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooh ah, Mother, should I build a wall?
Mother, should I run for president?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooh ah, is it just a waste of time?
Hush my 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
Ooh Baby, ooh Baby
Ooh Babe, of course Mama'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?
Ooh ah, Mama, will she break my heart?
Hush, my baby, baby, don't you cry
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Mama won't let anyone dirty with you
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
Ooh Baby, ooh Baby
Ooh Babe, you'll always be baby to me
Mother did it need to be so high?
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7. |
Goodbye Blue Sky
02:24
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Did you hear the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had run for shelter with the promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
Did you hear the frightened ones?
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
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8. |
Empty Spaces
02:43
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What shall we use to fill the empty spaces where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?
How shall I complete the wall?
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9. |
Young Lust
03:47
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I am a newborn stranger in this town
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooh, I need a dirty woman
Ooh, I need a dirty girl
Won't some woman in this desert land make me feel like a real man?
Take this Rock and Roll refugee
Ooh, babe, set me free
Ooh, I need a dirty woman
Ooh, I need a dirty girl
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10. |
One Of My Turns
03:07
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Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin on a dying man
And night after night, we pretend it's all right
But I have grown older, and you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun anymore
And I can't feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razorblade, tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum
Walk 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?
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?
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11. |
Don't Leave Me Now
03:56
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Ooh, 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 could you go
When you know that I 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?
Running away
Ooh, babe, why are you running away?
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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
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
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13. |
Goodbye, Cruel World
00:57
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Goodbye, cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, all you people
There's nothing you can say to make me change my mind
Goodbye
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14. |
Hey You
04:49
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Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, out there 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 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
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Is there anybody out there?
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16. |
Nobody Home
03:26
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I got a little black book with my poems in it
I got a bag, 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
I got those swollen hand blues
I got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
I got electric lights
I got second sight
I got amazing powers of observation
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 burn
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
I got nicotine stains on my fingers
I got a silver spoon on a chain
I got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I got wild, staring eyes
I got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to
Ooh, babe, when I pick up the phone
Surprise, surprise, surprise, nobody home
I got a pair of Gohills boots
And I've got fading roots
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Vera
01:31
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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?
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18. |
Bring The Boys Back Home
02:04
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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
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19. |
Comfortably Numb
07:24
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Hello, is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me, is there anyone home?
Come on now, I hear you're feeling down
Well, I can ease your pain, get you on your feet again
Can you 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
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 fever once again
I can't explain, you would not understand, this is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
Ok, it's just a little pinprick
There'll be no more XXXXXXXXX but you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up? I do believe it's working!
Good, that'll keep you going for 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 saying
When I was a child, I had 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
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20. |
The Show Must Go On
01:32
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Ooh, etc
Must the show go on?
Take me home, take me home, take me home
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?
Where has the feeling gone?
And will I remember the song?
The show must go on
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21. |
In The Flesh
04:00
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So you thought you might like to go to the show
And feel that warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow
Well I've got some bad news for you, Sunshine
Pink isn't well, he's back in the hotel
So they sent us along as a surrogate band
We're gonna find out where you fags really stand
Are there any queers in the theatre tonight?
Get 'em up against the wall
And there's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me
Get 'em up against the wall
And that one looks Jewish! And that one's a coon!
Who let this riffraff into my room?
There's one smoking a joint! And another, with spots!
If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!
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22. |
Run Like Hell
04:44
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You better make your face up in your favorite disguise
With your button downed 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 conch shell shatters
And the hammers batter down your door, you better run
You better run all day and run all night
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
If you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
You better park the car well out of sight
Cause if we catch you in the backseat, trying to pick her locks
We're gonna send you back to mother in a cardboard box, you better run
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23. |
Waiting For The Worms
05:29
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You cannot reach me now
However hard you try
Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
Just 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
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 America great again?
All you have to do is follow the worms
Would you like to see our colored cousins home again?
All you have to do is follow the worms
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24. |
Stop!
00:33
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Stop!
I wanna go home, take off this uniform and leave the show
I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know
Have I been guilty all this time?
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25. |
The Trial
06:31
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Good morning, The 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, You Honor. If they'd let me have my way, I could've flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied; the bleeding-hearts and artists let him get with murder! Let me hammer him today?
Crazy, toys in the attic, I am crazy, truly gone fishing
They must've taken my marbles away
Crazy, toys in the attic, I am crazy
You little shit, you're in it now, I hope they throw away the key. You should've talked to me more often then you did, oh, no! You had to go your own way! Have you broken any homes up lately? Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honor: him, me, alone.
Come to Mother, baby, let me hold you in my arms! Judge, I never wanted him to get in any trouble, why'd he ever have leave me? Worm, Your Honor, let me take him home?
Crazy, over the rainbow, I am crazy, bars in the window
There must've been a door there in the wall when I fell in
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 us suffer your exquisite wife and mother fills me with the urge to defecate! Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fears, I sentence you to be exposed before your peers. Tear down the wall!
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26. |
Outside The Wall
03:31
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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 head against some mad bugger's wall
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Alex Wilson Austin, Texas
Austin-based Bass player, songwriter, and producer Alex "Wilky" Wilson brings a variety of influences from Peter Gabriel to Pink Floyd to Daft Punk to Metallica to Prince in creating his own brand of 'Industrial Funk'.
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