All language subtitles for Roger.Waters.the.Wall.2014.1080p.BluRay.REMUX.AVC.DTS-HD.MA.TrueHD.7.1.Atmos-RARBG.SDH

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GUNSHOT)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

...where we came in?

Todd.

All right, Todd.

Gracias.

Could I have just
a small glass of cheap white wine?

Thank you.

Pomps?

What's the answer?

Oh, we're not going to a hotel.

We are going home.

(CLOCK TICKING)

(STREAM FLOWING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SNIFFS)

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

(PLAYING SOLEMN TUNE)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(AIRPLANE ENGINE WHINING)

- (FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
- (MUSIC STARTING)

#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 wanna find out
what's behind these cold eyes

# You'll just have to
claw your way through this disguise #

Lights!

- Roll the sound effects!
- (AIRPLANE PASSING)

And action!

Drop it on them.

Drop it on them!

(GUNFIRE)

(RAPID DRUMMING)

(PLANE ENGINE WHINING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(BABY CRYING)

(MUSIC STARTING)

# Momma loves her baby

# And daddy loves you too

# And the sea may look warm to you babe

# And the sky may look blue

# But ooh Baby

# Ooh baby blue

# 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

ii With your fear flowing out behind you

# As you claw the thin ice #

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(MUSIC FADING)

(MUSIC STARTING)

# 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 dyad leave behind for me?

# All in all it was just a brick in the wall

# All in all it was all
just bricks in the wall

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(SNIFFLES)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

YOU!

Yes, you!

Stand still, laddie!

(MUSIC STARTS)

# When we grew up and went to school

# There were certain teachers who would

# Hurt the children in any way they could

ii By pouring their derision

# Upon anything we did

# And exposing every weakness

# However carefully hidden by the kids

(INDISTINCT SCREAMING)

# But in the town, it was well-known

# When they got home at night,
Their fat and

# Psychopathic wives would thrash them

ii Within inches of their lives

(VOCALIZING)

# 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! Teachers! 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

# 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! Teachers! 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 #

Wrong! Do it again!

If you don't eat your 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, laddie!

(GUNSHOTS)

(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

# All in all it's just
another brick in the wall

# All in all you're just
Another brick in the wall

# Just another blunder

# Just another lousy call

# Just another clap of thunder

# And apologies ring hollow

# From the guilty in Whitehall

# And there's no him' of sorrow

# In the whitewash on their walls

# And nothing is gained

# And Jean Charles de Menes

# Remains

# Just another brick in the wall #

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(WATERS SPEAKING)

(IN FRENCH) I would like

to dedicate this concert

to him

and to all the other victims of state terror

everywhere, all over the world.

When I was young myself

We played in London.

We filmed some shows there.

I have a small piece of film here tonight.

And this... ah?

...is a clip of me singing the song Mother.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

I will try to sing a double track vocal

and play the acoustic guitar

with that poor, miserable,
fucked up little Roger

from all those years ago.

30!

Wish us luck!

Mercia.

(STARTS PLAYING GUITAR)

(IN ENGLISH) 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 ahhhh

# Mother should I build the wall?

# Mother should I run for president?

# Mother should I trust the government?

(AUDIENCE REACTING INDISTINCTLY)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

# Mama will they put me in the firing line?

# Ooh ahhhh

# Is it just a waste of time?

# Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry

# Mother's gonna make
all of your nightmares come true

# Mother's gonna put
All of her fears into you

# Mother'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
Cosy and warm

# Ooh babe

# Ooh babe

# Ooh babe

# Of course mama's gonna
Help build the wall

# Mama do you think she's good enough

# For me?

# Mama do you think she's dangerous

# To me?

# Mama will she tear your little boy apart?

# Mother will she break my heart?

# 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

# Ooh babe

# Ooh babe

# Ooh babe

# You'll always be baby to me

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

# Mother, did it need to be so high? #

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Well, thank you.

I feel as if we've been driving
around in circles for hours. (CHUCKLES)

Well, it's the landscape, isn't it?

Yeah. It's the French, I think.

(LAUGHING)

Where was I?

Oh, yeah, there's that movie
about a Russian lorry driver

and he breaks down in Mongolia.

There's this scene
where he gets very, very drunk

and he makes this long,
impassioned speech

about the fact that he can't
remember his grandfather's name.

When I saw that
it was like a dagger in my heart.

And I went, "Oh, my God. "

I thought, "My grandfather,

what the fuck
was my grandfather's name?"

And I panicked.

And a few seconds later,
through the panic,

I went, "George Henry. "

(SIGHS WITH RELIEF)

He was killed here in 1916.

I mean, it's impossible to imagine
what it must have been like.

Pitch black, frightened out of your wits.

The guys in the trenches
must have realised pretty early on

that the people
who were making the decisions

had no fucking idea what they were doing.

Of course not.

The whole thing was insane,
had been from the beginning,

and would go on being crazy

until the end when they
called it a draw and went home.

And how old was your father
when his father died?

Two.

So that's two wars that took away

even the direct memory of fathers
from two sons.

Yeah.

(MOURNFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

"Most rulers lie,

"yet lies are less shocking, less corrosive

"than the chosen, cultivated ignorance
Chevallier addresses here.

"This ignorance denies the reality
of anything which provokes pity.

"It is an error to think
of such war leaders,

"or, today, economic strategists,
as pitiless.

"They are abject.

"This is what we have to learn
and to act upon.

"They are abject. "

(SNIFFS)

George Henry, hewer of coal.

It's been an ambition of mine
to come here with you three.

Two great-grandsons,
great-granddaughter, and a grandson.

It's two million men. Amazing.

You can plan
to meet people in your dreams.

- Can you?
- Yeah.

Well, when you go to bed tonight,

I want you to plan to meet George Henry
in your dreams.

I once dreamt
that I jumped down a hill,

but I landed near a bear and it ate me.

It's possible that you were
having anxieties about the Russians.

(CHUCKLING)

- Or just bears in general.
- (LAUGHING)

That's possible too.

I've never been in control of a dream
where I went, "Oh, I'm dreaming.

"Now I can do this, or that, or the other. "

I had that once and then I lost control,

and started getting attacked
by World War 2-era Japanese soldiers.

You were getting attacked
by Japanese soldiers?

- Yeah.
- Wow.

Look, Mummy.
There's an airplane up in the sky.

(PLEASANT MUSIC PLAYING)

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

# 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?

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

# 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 #

(SOFT HUMMING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

# What shall
# What shall

# We use
# We use

# To fill
# To fill

# The empty
# The empty

# Spaces
# Spaces

# Where waves
# Where waves

# Of hunger
# Of hunger

# Gnaw?
# Gnaw?

# Shall we set out

# Across this sea of faces

# In search of more

# And more applause? #

(PLAYING BACK TO THE WALL)

(SINGING)
# 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?

It 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 #

# Backs to the wall...

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(YOUNG LUST PLAYING)

(SINGING)
# I am just a new boy

# 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

# Will 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

# Ooh, I need a dirty woman

# Ooh, I need a dirty girl #

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(ONE OF MY TURNS PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT PHONE CONVERSATION)

As for her maid,

she can have her meal
with the kitchen help.

Very good, sir.

If you'll just let me know
as soon as you can.

(SINGING)
# Day after day, love turns Grey

# Like the skin of a dying man

# 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 any more

# And I can feel

# One of my turns coming 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 favourite 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? #

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(PHONE LINE RINGING)

(DON'T LEAVE ME NOW PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT PHONE CONVERSATION)

(MAN SIGHS)

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES)

(SINGING)
# 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

it Ooh, babe

# Don't leave me now

# How could you go?

# When you know how I need you

# Need you, need you, need you

# To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night

it Ooh, babe

# Don't leave me now

# How can you treat me this way?

# Running away

# Ooh, babe

# Why are you running away?

# Ooh, babe

# Ooh, babe

# Ooh, babe

# Ooh...

# Ooh #

Where are we?

France.

And where are we on our way to?

Italy.

That's right, we are.

We'll have to go through tunnels.

I hope so.

Do you remember the last time
we went through tunnels?

We must have been 17 or 18.

We were on our way to Baghdad.

No, we weren't. It was Istanbul.

Was it?

We did go through Greece, though.

And we climbed Mount Olympus.

Do you remember
being attacked by that dog?

No.

Do you remember a storm?

- No, I don't.
- (CHUCKLES)

- We're doing well, then.
- (CHUCKLES)

The human memory is a fallible device.

- Certainly at our age.
(STUTTERS)

(LAUGHS)

Yeah, and that it's not something
that one should pay too much attention to.

Do you want to hear the story of the
thunderstorm that you don't remember?

- Yes, please.
- All right.

So, we're going along...

and there was a thunderclap.

The sound and the light
were simultaneous.

And in that moment,
I completely lost my identity

for about one second.

And in that one second,
I knew that I was unlimited.

- I was on that mountaintop.
- Mmm.

Probably no further from you
than that car.

- Absolutely.
- And I don't remember any thunderbolt.

- No.
- (LAUGHS)

So you're implying it might not
have happened at all.

I'm not!

I mean, well, yeah,
lam, of course I am.

But on the other hand,

it might easily have happened
and I just don't remember it.

- Right.
- Maybe I was struck.

I used to have this dream...

and the dream was
that I'd murdered somebody,

and I felt unbelievably guilty about it.

Finally, one day, I figured out that
I thought I'd killed my father.

And I never had the dream again.

That child in me, who took responsibility
for everything that happened around me,

I carried that into middle life.

I don't have to have that dream any more,
and I never have.

Right.

Well, I've certainly never remembered it.

Well, all I will say, since
the only thing I really mentioned

is Zeus revealing my unlimited...

Right.

...is, I was in New York...

because Nancy had
had her second son there,

and I'm holding him like that,
and he looks at me, and he smiles.

And of course, we're programmed
to respond to that smile,

and he's programmed to give it.

But that isn't what I thought.

What I thought was,
the light that came from him

and which illuminated everything

was identical to what happened to me
when I was 18

and Zeus blessed me with a thunderbolt.

But that is all there is.
There's just that.

The smile of one's grandson,
and the blessing of the King of the Gods.

And they're the same thing.

I can tell you that.

Roger, darling, did I ever tell you
my story of escaping from Budapest?

- Once or twice.
- (MAN SCREAMING)

A civilian national security force...

(OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS)

(SINGING)
#1 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'll 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 #

(LAST BRICKS PLAYING)

- (GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD PLAYING)
- (CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(SINGING)
# Goodbye, cruel world

# I'm leaving you today

# Goodbye

# Goodbye

# Goodbye

# Goodbye, all you people

# There is nothing that you can say

# To make me change my mind

# Goodbye #

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(MAN 1 SPEAKING FRENCH)

(MAN 2 SPEAKING FRENCH)

Santana.

Merci.

Merci.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Francois.

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

(IN ENGLISH)
Probably doesn't matter much.

I won't be long.

I just needed to stop for a drink

because, um, I'm on my way to Italy.

I know you don't understand,
and that's okay.

So, I'd like one more for the road,
and then I'm out of here.

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

- Mercia.
- (GLASS CLINKS)

(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)

So they landed at Salerno.

Up through the boot,
until they reached Monte Cassino.

And there, they stopped.

It was the Germans,
on the top of the hill, like that,

and the river was through here.

So they decided
that they would leave men here

and they would take to the sea,
and they'd go up here,

and that they would
create a bridgehead here.

Just south of Rome.

At Anion.

So they did, in January 1944.

And my father went in,

and they reinforced
the bridgehead in Anion.

And they were overrun.

So this guy died.

And that's why I'm going to Anion.

Because I've never seen the memorial
to my father, Eric.

So, that's the story.

I know you don't understand but I
think I'll have one more, for the road.

Dear Roger, huh, I don't think

I ever told you my
two escapes from Hungary.

The first one in 1944,
from the German occupation.

I was seven years old.

Our building was surrounded
by the Hungarian SS.

We were having lunch,
and the maid brought the soup,

and she suddenly started shouting,
"You've got to come immediately and look,

"because all the Jews are being
taken out of the building. "

And my father said, "We have to leave
right now, without anything. "

And we got up, and left our apartment.

And as we came down,
I saw a person run for his life,

and two seconds later, two Hungarian SS
running after him with a drawn gun.

My father said,
"Whatever you do, you must not look,"

and opened the front door,
and at that second I heard the gunshots.

And we're out in the street,
and I aren’t look, but I did look,

and there I saw
the first dead body of my life.

We walked past this dead body
to the street corner

and we managed to get away unnoticed.

We hid, for the rest of the war,
next door to the Gestapo.

Eventually, the war ended,
very undramatic ally

and we went back to Budapest.

And when we walked back
into the apartment,

on the table were the four soup plates
in the dining room,

you know, still with the soup, dry, in it.

And as a child, I could not believe

how this place could have survived

all the destruction which happened
in Europe and in the world,

but the four plates were not touched.

Here I was, staring at the table,

not understanding
how time stood still at that place there.

(HEY YOU PLAYING)

(SINGING)
# 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

(SCREAMING)

(LOUD THUD)

# 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

# We fall, we fall, we fall... #

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE
PLAYING)

Well, we got an hour of daylight left.

We better get started.

Is it unsafe to travel at night?

It'll be a lot less safe to stay here.

Your father's gonna
pick up our trail before long.

Can Lora ride?

Yeah, I can ride.

workaholic, time to go!

Thank you for everything.

(SINGING)
# Is there anybody out there?

# Is there anybody out there?

# Is there anybody out there?

# Is there anybody out there? #

- (NOBODY HOME PLAYING)
- (GUNFIRE)

(RADIO CHATTER)

# I've got a little black book
With my poems in

it 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 them swollen hand blues

# I got thirteen channels of shit
on the TV to choose from

# I've got electric light

# And I've 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've got the obligatory Hendrix perm

ii And the inevitable pinhole burns

# All down the front
Of my favourite satin shirt

# I've got nicotine stains on my fingers

# I've got a silver spoon on a chain

# I've got a grand piano
to prop up my mortal remains

# I've got wild staring eyes

# And I've got a strong urge to fly

# But I got nowhere to fly to

it Ooh, babe

# When I pick up the phone

(ON PHONE}
Surprise, surprise, surprise!

# There's still nobody home

# I've got a pair of Go hills boots

# And I got fading roots #

- Where the hell are you, Simon?
- (GUNFIRE)

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(EXPLOSION)

What concerns me
is the other end of it...

which is the attachment to dogma...

which translates into political action,
which kills people.

- And that's...
- Well, I'm with you on that, mate.

On the tour,

I invite about 20 wounded veterans
to the show each night.

There was one guy.

And he just nodded,
and then he put his hand out,

and I grabbed his hand like that
to shake his hand,

and he wouldn't let go of my hand.

So I thought, "Okay, he obviously
wants to say something. "

And he stood there
and he looked at me straight in the eyes.

Very kind of weird, piercing look.

And then he said...

"Your father would be proud of you. "

And it was a very weird moment.

I just...

I just sort of turned to jelly, really,

and I felt myself Welling up.

I'll never forget him.

(VERA PLAYING)

(SINGING) # 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? #

(BRING THE BOYS
BACK HOME PLAYING)

(SINGING)
# 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

# Bring the boys back home

# Don't leave the children
on their own, no, no

# Bring the boys back home #

(SINGING COMFORTABLY NUMB)

# Hello?

# 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

# Get you on your feet again

ii Relax. I'll 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, 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 feeling once again

#1 can't explain you would not understand

# This is not how I am

#1

# Have become comfortably numb

(PLAYING GUITAR)

#1

# Have become comfortably numb

# O.K. Just a little pinprick

# There'll be no more Aaliyah!

# But you may feel a little sick

# Can you stand up?

#1 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, 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 caught a fleeting glimpse

# Out of the corner of my eye

#1 turned to look but it was gone

# I cannot put my finger on it now

# The child is grown

# The dream is gone

#But I

# Have become comfortably numb #

(PLAYING GUITAR)

(INAUDIBLE)

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

(THE SHOW MUST GO ON PLAYING)

#Ahh...

# Ooh...

# Ooh, Ma, Ooh, Pa

# Must the show go on?

(CROWD CHEERING)

# boohoo, Ma

# Take me home,
Take me home, take me home

# boohoo, Pa

# Let me go, let me go, let me go

# Do I have to stand up

# Wild eyed in the spot light

# What a nightmare

# Why don't I turn and run?

# Turn and run

# boohoo, Ma

# Take me home,
Take me home, take me home

# boohoo, Pa

# Let me go, let me go, let me go

# It was just a mistake

# I didn't mean to let them
take away my soul

it Am I too old, is it too late?

It Ooh, Ma, Ooh, Pa

# Where has the feeling gone?

It Ooh, Ma, Ooh, Pa

# Will I remember the song?

It Ooh, ooh, ooh

# The show must go on #

(IN THE FLESH 2 PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

# Ooh...

# Ooh...

# Ooh...

# Ooh...

#So ya

# Thought ya

# Might like to

# Go to the show

# To feel that warm thrill of confusion

# That space cadet glow

# I've 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 them up against the wall!

# There's one in the spotlight,
he don't look right to me

# Get him up against the wall!

# That one looks Jewish!

# And that one's a coon!

# Who let all of this riff-raff
into the room?

# There's one smoking a joint

# And that one's got spots!

# If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!

# You!

# You!

# It only takes one of them all

# And you! #

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

(ECHOING) Are there any paranoids...

in the stadium tonight?

This is for you!

It's called Run Like Hell!

(RUN LIKE HELL PLAYING)

We shall clap.

Louder!

Follow me!

That's better. Altogether now!

Enjoy yourselves!

# Run, Run, Run, Run

# Run, Run, Run, Run

# Run, Run, Run, Run

# Run, Run, Run, Run...

# You better make your face up in
your favourite 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

it 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'd 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 #

(CAR PASSING SOUND)

(SIREN WAILING SOUND)

(CAR PASSING SOUND)

(SIREN WAILING SOUND)

(GUNSHOT)
- (TREYS SCREECHING)

(MEN CONVERSING OVER RADIO)

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

it Ins, Wei, dire, all!

# Ahh, Ahh...

# Ooh, you cannot reach me now

# Ooh...

# 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

it Worms to come

# In perfect isolation

# Here behind my wall

# Waiting for the worms to come

it Worms to come

(OVER MEGAPHONE) We're waiting
to succeed and going to convene

outside Brixton Town Hall
where we're going to be...

# Waiting

(OVER MEGAPHONE)
# To cutout 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

# Would you like to see

ii Britannia rule again

# My friend?

# All you have to do is follow the worms

it Would you like to send
our colored cousins

# Home again, my friend?

# All you need to do is follow the worms #

(OVER MEGAPHONE)
We'll be moving along

at about 12 o'clock down Stock well Road.

(INDISTINCT)

...12 minutes to 3:00
we'll be moving along

Elisabeth Road towards Valhalla Bridge.

Now when we get to
the other side of Valhalla Bridge,

we're in Westminster Borough area.

It's quite possible
we may encounter some...

...by the way We go-

(INDISTINCT)

# Stop!

#1 wanna go home

# Take off this uniform

# And leave the show

# And I'm waiting in this cell

# Because I have to know

# Have I been guilty all this time? #

(THE TRIAL PLAYING)

# 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!

#1 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

it Call the defendant's wife!

# You little shit you're in it now

# I hope they throw away the key

# You should have talked with 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

it Him and Me, alone

# Babeeeeeee!

# Come to mother baby,
let me hold you In my arms

# My Lord, I never wanted him to

# Get in any trouble

# Why'd he ever have to leave me?

It 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

# Incontrovertable

# There's no need for the jury to retire

it 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

#1 sentence you to be exposed
before your peers

# Tear down the wall!

(ALL CHANTING) # 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! #

(RATTLING)

(OUTSIDE THE WALL PLAYING)

it 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 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

# Banging your heart against some

# Mad bugger's wall

(APPLAUSE)

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

This is a big thank you
from Graham Broad.

And from me, much’s gracious.

Thank you.

Thank you!

(LOUD CHEER)

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