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 d'ya leave behind for me All in all it was just a brick in the wall All in all it was just bricks in the wall...
We don't need no education We dont 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 dont 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...
I don't need no arms around me I don't need no drugs to calm me I have seen the writing on the wall Don't think I'll need anything at all All in all it was just bricks in the wall All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south Hide your head in the sand Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down, alone Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everythings done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone.
So you thought you 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 blow your way through this disguise.
It's actually quite emotional, standing up here with these three guys after all these years. Standing to be counted with the rest of you. Anyway, we're doing this for everyone who's not here, particularly, of course for Syd.
C'est un moment émouvant, debout ici avec ces trois gars, après toutes ces années. Debout avec vous tous. Quoi qu'il en soit, nous le faisons pour ceux qui ne sont pas là, en particulier pour Syd.
Réunis pour la premiere fois depuis plus de 24 ans ( leur dernier concert ensemble était celui de Earls Court en 1981 ) Moment Exceptionnel, Concert Grandiose, et tout ça pour la bonne cause, malheureusement le bonheur n'a été que de trés courte durée, mais quand même, ça en valait la peine ;)