4/3/2008

EMPTY SPACES

 

 

 


Empty Spaces
What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across this sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
What Shall we do Now?
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?
Do tours of the east?
Contract disease?
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


YOUNG LUST

 

 


I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Oooh, I need a dirty woman.
Oooh, I need a dirty girl.

Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.
Oooh, I need a dirty woman.
Oooh, I need a dirty girl.


ONE OF MY TURNS

 

 



[Groupie:] "Oh my God, what a fabulous room!
"Are all these your guitars?"
[Film in background:] "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!"
[Groupie:] "God, this place is bigger than our apartment."
"Uh, could I get a drink of water?"
[Film:] "Let me know when you are entering a room" Yes sir!"
[Groupie:] "Ya want some? Huh?"
[Film:] "Yes"
[Groupie:] "Oh wow! Look at this tub!"
"You wanna take a bath?"
[Film:] "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for here main..."
[Groupie:] "What're you watching?"
[Film:] "If you'll just let me know as soon as you can....Mrs. Bancroft. Mrs. Bancroft..."
[Groupie:] "Hello?"
[Film:] "I don't understand..."
[Groupie:] "Are you feeling ok?"

Day after day
Love turns gray
Like the skin on the 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 feel
One of all 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 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 ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ohh, No...

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

"NEXT TIME FUCKERS!!!"


GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD/IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?

 

 

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


Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?


THE TRIAL (The End)

 

 

 

Good morning, The Worm, Your Honour,
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 Honour.
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.
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.Baaaaaabe!
Come to Mother, baby.
Let me hold you in my arms.
M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, Your Honour, 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.
For when I came in.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is incontravertible.
There's no need for the jury to retire.
In all my years of judging I have never heard before,
Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to deficate!
No, Judge, the jury!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall!


(The Wall, music performed by Pink Floyd, directed by Roger Waters)



Svaka slicnost sa stvarnim likovima i dogadjajima, nije slucajna...

 

" 'till the next time, ta-ta... " ;)



Objavio Wolfie u 15:57
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Crazy.
Poslao Anoniman u 15:15, 4/3/2008 | Link | |
..."jer ja ću ostati sam na ovoj obali....."@´)------
Poslao nurlisoul u 20:15, 4/3/2008 | Link | |
necu/neces ... @-)-------
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