Category: ROGER WATERS

Home – Roger Waters

Californian Weirdo: Sole has no eyes. Could be Jerusalem, or could be Cairo Could be Berlin, or could be Prague Could be Moscow, could be New York Could be Llanelli, and could be Warrington Could be Warsaw, and it could be Moose Jaw Could be Rome Everybody got somewhere they call home When they overrun […]

Four Minutes – Roger Waters

Jim: O. K. Billy: They pressed the button, Jim. Jim: They pressed the button Billy, what button? Billy: The big red one. Jim: You mean _t_h_e_ button? Billy: Goodbye, Jim. Jim: Goodbye! Oh yes. This ain’t au revoir, it’s goodbye! Ha! Ha! Jim: This is KAOS. It’s a beautiful, balmy, Southern California summer day, It’s […]

Who Needs Information – Roger Waters

Looking for fun Supping ale in the moonlight Waiting for the dawn to come Benny pointed at a HiFi shop He said hey man look at all the stuff they’ve got How’d you make a have out of a have not Hmmmm, Who needs information When you’re working underground Just give me confirmation We could […]

Sunset Strip – Roger Waters

And i like playing with his great dane But I don’t fit I feel alien and strange, Kinda outa range I like riding in my Uncle’s car Down to the beach where the pretty girls all parade And movie stars and paparazzi play The Charles Atlas kicking sand in the face game And I sit […]

The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range – Roger Waters

To squeeze off a shot You’re good fun at parties You wear the right masks You’re old but you still Like a laugh in the locker room You can’t abide change You’re at home an the range You opened your suitcase Behind the old workings To show off the magnum You deafened the canyon A […]

What God Wants, Part I – Roger Waters

What God wants God gets The kid in the corner looked at the priest And fingered his pale blue Japanese guitar The priest said God wants goodness God wants light God wants mayhem God wants a clean fight What God wants God gets Don’t look so surprised It’s only dogma The alien prophet cried The […]

Late Home Tonight, Part I – Roger Waters

A farmer’s wife in Oxfordshire Glances all the clock it’s nearly time for tea She doesn’t see The phantom in the hedgerow dip its wings Doesn’t hear the engine sing But the cockpit’s techno glow Behind the Ray Ban (R) shine The kid from Cleveland In the comfort of routine Scans his dials and smiles […]

Perfect Sense, Part I – Roger Waters

And he stared at the broken bone in his hand And the strains Viennese quartet Rang out across the land The monkey looked up at the stars And he thought to himself Memory is a stranger History is for fools And he cleaned his hands In a pool of holy writing Turned his back on […]

That Powers That Be – Roger Waters

They like a tough game No rules Some you win, some you lose Competition’s good for you They’re dying to be free They’re the powers that be They like a bomb proof cadillac Air conditioned, gold taps Back seat gun rack, platinum hub caps they pick horses of courses They’re the market forces Nice car […]

Perfect Sense, Part Ii – Roger Waters

It all makes perfect sense Expressed in dollars and cents Pounds shillings and pence Can’t you see It all makes perfect sense Little black soul departs in perfect focus Prime time fodder for the News at Nine Darling is the child warm in the bed tonight Hi everybody I’m Marv Albert And welcome to our […]