© 2000 Pink Floyd Music Limited

Disc 2

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 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?

(TV throughout)
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?

Nobody Home

Got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag, got a toothbrush, and a comb
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone
Got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hands blues
I 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
There's still nobody home

I got a pair of Gohill's boots
And I got fading roots


Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how that 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?

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!"
"But it's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up."
"(Knock, knock, knock) Time to go!"
"Are you felling Okay?"

Is there anybody out there?

Comfortably Numb

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 the pain
And get you on your feet again
I need some information first
Just the basic facts
Now 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 sayin'
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
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more --Aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick
Now 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

The Show Must Go On

Oooh, Ma, Oooh, Pa
Must the show go on?
Ooooh, Ma. Take me home
Ooooh, Pa. Let me go

Do I have to stand up
Wild eyed in the spotlight
What a nightmare
Why don't I turn and run

Oooh, Ma. Take me home
Oooh, Pa. Let me go
It was just a mistake
I didn't mean to let them take away my soul
How much you want?
Is it too late?

Oooh, Ma, Oooh, Pa
Where has the feeling gone?
Oooh, Ma, Oooh, Pa
Will I remember the songs?
The show must go on

Master of Ceremonies

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Good evening and welcome to Earl's Court. My name is Gary Yudman and we're going to have a fine show this evening. Well, we'd like to thank you for your patience and waiting. The stage is set and the band is about ready to begin I think. No, not quite yet. Well, this will afford me the opportunity to remind you..."

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 theatre tonight?
Get 'em up against the wall
There's one in the spotlight
No, 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 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 ya shot

Run Like Hell

"Thank you. Are there any paranoids in the audience tonight? Is there anybody who worries about things? Pathetic. This is for all the weak people in the audience. Is there anyone here who's weak? This is for you. It's call 'Run Like Hell'. Let's all have a clap! Come on, I can't hear you! Put your hands together! Have a good time! Enjoy yourselves! That's better!"
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
You better 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
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
They're gonna send you back to Mother
In a cardboard box
You better run

Waiting For The Worms

"Hammer, Hammer, Hammer,...."
"Are you with us? Einse, svei, drei, alle!"

Oooo, You cannot reach me now
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

[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 Jew boys ... by the way we go...."
"Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, ..."


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

Toys in the attic, I am crazy
Truly gone fishing
They must have taken my marbles away
Toys in the attic, he is crazy

Call the 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, me alone

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 Honor, let me take him home

Over the rainbow, I am crazy
Bars in the window
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in
Over the rainbow, he is crazy

The evidence before the court is incontravertible
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 him suffer
Your exquisite wife and mother
Fills me with the urge to deficate
"Go on Judge, Shit on him!"
But, 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, ..."

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 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

"Thank you. Thank you very much. Good night."