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,Title,Lyrics
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0,In The Flesh?,"
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(We came in)
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So ya thought ya might like to go to the show
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To feel the warm thrill of confusion
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That space cadet glow
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Tell me is something eluding you sunshine?
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Is this not what you expected to see?
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If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes
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You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise
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"
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1,The Thin Ice,"
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Momma loves her baby
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And Daddy loves you too
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And the sea may look warm to you, babe
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And the sky may look blue
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Ooh, babe
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Ooh, baby blue
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Ooh, babe
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If you should go skating
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On the thin ice of modern life
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Dragging behind you the silent reproach
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Of a million tear-stained eyes
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Don't be surprised,
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When a crack in the ice
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Appears under your feet
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You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
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With your fear flowing out behind you
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As you claw the thin ice
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"
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2,Another Brick In The Wall (Part I),"
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Daddy's flown across the ocean
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Leaving just a memory
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A snap shot in the family album
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Daddy what else did you leave for me?
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Daddy what d'ya leave behind for me?
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All in all it was just a brick in the wall
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All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
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"
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3,The Happiest Days Of Our Lives,"
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You! Yes, you! Stand still, laddy!
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When we grew up and went to school
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There were certain teachers who
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Would hurt the children any way they could
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By pouring their derision
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Upon anything we did
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Exposing every weakness
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However carefully hidden by the kids
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But in the town it was well known
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When they got home at night,
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Their fat and psychopathic wives
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Would thrash them within inches of their lives
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"
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4,Another Brick In The Wall (Part II),"
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We don't need no education
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We don't need no thought control
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No dark sarcasm in the classroom
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Teacher, leave them kids alone
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Hey, teacher, leave them kids alone
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All in all it's just another brick in the wall
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All in all you're just another brick in the wall
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[Chorus by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London]
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We don't need no education
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We don't need no thought control
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No dark sarcasm in the classroom
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Teachers, leave them kids alone
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Hey, teacher, leave us kids alone
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All in all you're just another brick in the wall
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All in all you're just another brick in the wall
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[Spoken:]
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Wrong! Do it again!
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Wrong! Do it again!
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If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding!
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How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?!
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You! Yes, you, behind the bike sheds, stand still, laddy!
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"
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5,Mother,"
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Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
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Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
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Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
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Ooh, aah, mother, should I build the wall?
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Mother, should I run for president?
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Mother, should I trust the government?
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Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
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Ooh, aah, is it just a waste of time?
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Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
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Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
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Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you
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Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing
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She won't let you fly but she might let you sing
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Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm
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Ooh, babe, ooh, babe, ooh, babe
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Of course mama's gonna help build the wall
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Mother, do you think she's good enough for me?
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Mother, do you think she's dangerous to me?
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Mother, will she tear your little boy apart?
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Ooh, aah, mother, will she break my heart?
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Hush now, baby, baby, don't you cry
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Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
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Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
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Mama's gonna wait up 'til you get in
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Mama will always find out where you've been
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Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean
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Ooh, babe, ooh, babe, ooh, babe
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You'll always be a baby to me
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Mother, did it need to be so high?
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"
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6,Goodbye Blue Sky,"
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[A child's voice:]
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Look, Mummy. There's an airplane up in the sky.
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Did, did, did, did you see the frightened ones?
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Did, did, did, did you hear the falling bombs?
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Did, did, did, did you ever wonder
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Why we had to run for shelter
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When the promise of a brave new world
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Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
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Did, did, did, did you see the frightened ones?
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Did, did, did, did you hear the falling bombs?
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The flames are all long gone
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But the pain lingers on
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Goodbye blue sky
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Goodbye blue sky
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Goodbye
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Goodbye
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"
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7,Empty Spaces,"
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[backwards message:]
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Hello, Luka [hunters]... Congratulations. You have just discovered the secret message. Please send your answer to Old Pink, care of the Funny Farm, Chalfont...
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Roger! Carolyne's on the phone!
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Okay
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What shall we use
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To fill the empty spaces
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Where we used to talk?
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How shall I fill
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The final places?
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How should I complete the wall
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"
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8,Young Lust,"
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I am just a new boy
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A stranger in this town
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Where are all the good times
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Who's gonna show this stranger around?
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl
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Will some woman in this desert land
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Make me feel like a real man
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Take this rock and roll refugee
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Oooh babe set me free
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
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Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.
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[Spoken:]
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Hello?
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Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd will you accept the charges from United States?
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Oh, he hung up!
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That's your residence, right?
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I wonder why he hung up?
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Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?
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Hello?
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This is United States calling, are we reaching-
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See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering
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"
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9,One Of My Turns,"
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""Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars?""
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[Film in background:] (""I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!"")
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""God! This place is bigger than our apartment!""
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(""Let me know when you're entering a room."")
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(""Yes, sir!"")
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""Uh, can I get a drink of water?""
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(""I was wondering about dinner, sir.)
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""You want some, huh?""
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(""Yes?"")
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(""When do you and your guests want to dine? I have to inform the kitchen staff."")
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""Oh wow, look at this tub? Wanna take a bath?""
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(""Yes, I'm aware of your duties Dobbs."")
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(""Yes, sir."")
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(I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to eat. As for her maid, needless to say, she can have her meal with the kitchen help.)
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""What are you watching?""
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(""Very good, sir. If you'll just let me know as soon as you can when you and Mrs Bancroft want to eat."")
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(""Mrs. Bancroft will be dining alone."")
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""Hello?""
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(""Why? I don't understand, sir."")
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(""I won't be staying for dinner."")
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""Are you feeling okay?...""
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(""I'm surprised to hear that, sir, since you just arrived."")
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(""Yes, I'm a little surprised about it myself."")
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Day after day, love turns grey
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Like the skin of a dying man
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Night after night, we pretend it's all right
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But I have grown older and
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You have grown colder
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And nothing is very much fun any more
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And I can feel one of my turns coming on
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I feel cold as a razor blade
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Tight as a tourniquet
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Dry as a funeral drum
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Run to the bedroom
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In the suitcase on the left
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You'll find my favourite axe
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Don't look so frightened
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This is just a passing phase
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One of my bad days
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Would you like to watch T.V.?
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Or get between the sheets?
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Or contemplate the silent freeway?
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Would you like something to eat?
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Would you like to learn to fly?
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Would you?
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Would you like to see me try?
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Would you like to call the cops?
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Do you think it's time I stopped?
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Why are you running away?
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"
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10,Don't Leave Me Now,"
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Ooh babe
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Don't leave me now
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Don't say it's the end of the road
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Remember the flowers I sent
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I need you babe
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To put through the shredder
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In front of my friends
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Ooh babe
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Don't leave me now
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How could you go
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When you know how I need you?
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To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
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Ooh babe
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Don't leave me now
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How can you treat me this way
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Running away
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Ooh babe
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Why are you running away?
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Ooh babe!
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"
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11,Another Brick In The Wall (Part III),"
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I don't need no arms around me
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And I don't need no drugs to calm me
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I have seen the writing on the wall
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Don't think I need anything at all
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No, don't think I'll need anything at all
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All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
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All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
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"
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12,Goodbye Cruel World,"
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Goodbye cruel world
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I'm leaving you today
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Goodbye
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Goodbye
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Goodbye
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Goodbye all you people
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There's nothing you can say
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To make me change my mind
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Goodbye.
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"
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13,Hey You,"
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Hey, you!
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Out there in the cold
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Getting lonely, getting old.
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Can you feel me?
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Hey, you!
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Standing in the aisles
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With itchy feet and fading smiles.
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Can you feel me?
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Hey, you!
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Don't help them to bury the light.
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Don't give in without a fight.
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Hey, you!
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Out there on your own
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Sitting naked by the phone.
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Would you touch me?
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Hey, you!
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With your ear against the wall
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Waiting for someone to call out.
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Would you touch me?
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Hey, you!
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Would you help me to carry the stone?
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Open your heart, I'm coming home
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But it was only fantasy.
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The wall was too high as you can see.
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No matter how he tried he could not break free.
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And the worms ate into his brain.
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Hey, you!
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Out there on the road,
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Always doing what you're told.
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Can you help me?
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Hey, you!
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Out there beyond the wall,
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Breaking bottles in the hall.
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Can you help me?
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Hey, you!
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Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
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Together we stand,
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Divided we fall.
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"
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14,Is There Anybody Out There?,"
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Is there anybody out there?
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Is there anybody out there?
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Is there anybody out there?
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Is there anybody out there?
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"
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15,Nobody Home,"
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I've got a little black book with my poems in
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I've got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
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When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
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I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
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Got those swollen hand blues.
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I got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from
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I've got electric light
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And I've got second sight
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Got amazing powers of observation
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And that is how I know
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When I try to get through
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On the telephone to you
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There'll be nobody home
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I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
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And the inevitable pinhole burns
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All down the front of my favourite satin shirt
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I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
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I've got a silver spoon on a chain
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I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
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I've got wild staring eyes
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I've got a strong urge to fly
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But I've got nowhere to fly to
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Ooh, babe, when I pick up the phone
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There's still nobody home
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I've got a pair of Gohills boots
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But I've got fading roots.
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"
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16,Vera,"
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Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
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Remember how she said that we would meet again
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Some sunny day?
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Vera! Vera!
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What has become of you?
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Does anybody else in here feel the way I do?
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"
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17,Bring The Boys Back Home,"
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Bring the boys back home
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Bring the boys back home
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Don't leave the children on their own, no, no
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Bring the boys back home
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(""Wrong, do it again!"")
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([*knock*] ""Time to go!"")
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(""Are you feeling okay?"")
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(""He keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering!"")
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([*laughter*])
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Is there anybody out there?
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"
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18,Comfortably Numb,"
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Hello
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Is there anybody in there?
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Just nod if you can hear me
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Is there anyone at home?
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Come on now
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I hear you're feeling down
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Well, I can ease your pain
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Get you on your feet again
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Relax
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I'll need some information first
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Just the basic facts
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Can you show me where it hurts?
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There is no pain, you are receding
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A distant ship smoke on the horizon
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You are only coming through in waves
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Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
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When I was a child I had a fever
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My hands felt just like two balloons
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Now I've got that feeling once again
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I can't explain, you would not understand
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This is not how I am
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I have become comfortably numb
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I have become comfortably numb
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O.K.
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Just a little pin prick
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There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
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But you may feel a little sick
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Can you stand up?
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I do believe it's working, good
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That'll keep you going through the show
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Come on, it's time to go
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There is no pain you are receding
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A distant ship smoke on the horizon
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You are only coming through in waves
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Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
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When I was a child
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I caught a fleeting glimpse
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Out of the corner of my eye
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I turned to look but it was gone
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I cannot put my finger on it now
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The child is grown
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The dream is gone
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I have become comfortably numb
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"
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19,The Show Must Go On,"
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Ooh Ma Ooh Pa
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Must the show go on?
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Ooh Pa take me home
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Ooh Ma let me go
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There must be some mistake
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I didn't mean to let them take away my soul
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Am I too old? Is it too late?
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Ooh Ma Ooh Pa
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Where has the feeling gone?
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Ooh Ma Ooh Pa
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Will I remember the songs?
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Ooh ah the show must go on.
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"
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20,In The Flesh,"
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So ya thought ya might like to go to the show
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To feel the warm thrill of confusion
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That space cadet glow
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I got some bad news for you sunshine
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Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel
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And they sent us along as a surrogate band
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We're gonna find out where you fans really stand
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Are there any queers in the theatre tonight?
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Get 'em up against the wall (against the wall)
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Now there's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me
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Get him up against the wall (against the...)
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And that one looks Jewish and that one's a coon
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Who let all this riff-raff into the room?
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There's one smoking a joint and another with spots
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If I had my way I'd have all of ya shot
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"
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21,Run Like Hell,"
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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You better make your face up with your favourite disguise
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With your button down lips and your roller blind eyes
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With your empty smile and your hungry heart
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Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
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With your nerves in tatters as the cockleshell shatters
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And the hammers batter down your door
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You better run!
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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Run, run, run, run
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You better run all day and run all night
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And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
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And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
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You better park the car well out of sight
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'Cause if they catch you in the back seat trying to pick her locks
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They're gonna send you back to Mother in a cardboard box
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You better run!
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"
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22,Waiting For The Worms,"
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Eins, zwei, drei, alle
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Ooh-ooh, you cannot reach me now
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Ooh-ooh, no matter how you try
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Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
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Walk on by
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Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
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Waiting for the worms to come (worms to come)
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In perfect isolation here behind my wall
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Waiting for the worms to come
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Waiting to cut out the deadwood
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Waiting to clean up the city
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Waiting to follow the worms
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Waiting to put on a black shirt
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Waiting to weed out the weaklings
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Waiting to smash in their windows and kick in their doors
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Waiting for the final solution to strengthen the strain
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Waiting to follow the worms
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Waiting to turn on the showers and fire the ovens
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Waiting for the queens and the coons and the reds and the Jews
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Waiting to follow the worms
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Would you like to see Britannia rule again
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My friend?
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All you have to do is follow the worms
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Would you like to send our coloured cousins home again
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My friend?
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All you need to do is follow the worms
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"
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23,Stop,"
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Stop
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I wanna go home
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Take off this uniform
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And leave the show
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And I'm waiting in this cell
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Because I have to know
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Have I been guilty all this time
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"
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24,The Trial,"
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[Prosecutor:]
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Good morning, the Worm your honour
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The crown will plainly show
|
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The prisoner who now stands before you
|
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Was caught red-handed showing feelings
|
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Showing feelings of an almost human nature
|
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This will not do
|
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|
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Call the schoolmaster!
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[Teacher:]
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I always said he'd come to no good
|
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In the end, your honour
|
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If they'd let me have my way
|
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I could have flayed him into shape
|
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But my hands were tied
|
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The bleeding hearts and artists
|
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Let him get away with murder
|
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Let me hammer him today
|
||
|
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[Pink:]
|
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Crazy
|
||
Toys in the attic,
|
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I am crazy
|
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Truly gone fishing
|
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They must have taken my marbles away
|
||
|
||
[Choir:]
|
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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'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 honour, him and me alone""
|
||
|
||
[Mother:]
|
||
Babe
|
||
Come to mother, baby, let me hold you in my arms
|
||
M'Lord 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
|
||
|
||
[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
|
||
|
||
[Choir:]
|
||
Crazy
|
||
Over the rainbow
|
||
He is crazy
|
||
|
||
[Worm:]
|
||
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 the full penalty of law.
|
||
The way you made them sufferâ
|
||
Your exquisite wife and motherâ
|
||
Fills me with the urge to defecate
|
||
(Go on, 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
|
||
|
||
[Choir:]
|
||
Tear down the wall [repeat]
|
||
|
||
|
||
"
|
||
25,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 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 bugger's wall
|
||
|
||
Isn't this where we...
|
||
|
||
|
||
"
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