[Roger Waters] All alone, or in twos, 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.
I first saw the film Pink Floyd The Wall when I was 14. I was surprised to find it such an emotional movie. I loved it immediately. I have since found that not everyone does. Most either love it or hate it. I loved the story,the music of course, the animation and the symbolism that is throughout the film. To this day I love love love the film!!!!! In all of my "Bricks"blogs I have tried to present the film as it happened to Pink. So I did not necessarily follow the film chronologically... but Pink's life. I hope my nattering on about the film was enjoyed...because I thoroughly enjoyed doing it :)
[album: Roger Waters, movie: Bob Geldof] 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. [choir: 'Gainst the wall!] There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me, Get him up against the wall. [choird: 'Gainst 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 another with spots! If I had my way, I'd have all of you shot!
Fans Crazy
Destruction
Bur what of Pink??
what has he become
Symbolism, dictatorship
Run like Hell
[Chrous] Run. Run. Run. Run. [Album - Roger Waters; Waters & Gilmour alternated lines in concert] You better make your face up in 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 cockle shell shatters And the hammers batter down the door. You better 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.
He berates his fans for being different
keeping them in line...
Everything he has hated all his life....
...he has become...
Waiting for the Worms
[Roger Waters] Eins, zwei, drei, alle! [German for "One, two, three, all!"] Ooooh, you cannot reach me now Ooooh, no matter how you try Goodbye, cruel world, it's over Walk on by. [David Gilmour] Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall [Roger Waters] Waiting for the worms to come. [David Gilmour] In perfect isolation here behind my wall [Roger Waters] Waiting for the worms to come. 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. [David Gilmour] Would you like to see Britannia Rule again, my friend? [Roger Waters] All you have to do is follow the worms. [David Gilmour] Would you like to send our colored cousins Home again, my friend? [Roger Waters] All you need to do is follow the worms.
In the flesh
[album: Roger Waters / film: Bob Geldof] 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! Action! Drop it on 'em! DROP IT ON 'EM!
Pink has essentially become
the enemy
he has become to be the same as the evils that his father fought against
After losin it, Pink has closed off himself from the world
his wall is complete yet now that the deed is done....
he sits in his hotel room, with his television,drugs he is no longer Pink the famous music performer
but who is he?
he ponders did he do the right thing...
a bit lonely.... He tweaks--hardcore
and comes to a decision
..acceptance of the wall
...or not....
he is in a very fragile state,
needs change
severity....
a razor blade and a mirror aid Pink to overcome--
Hey You
[David Gilmour] 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 you 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. [Roger Waters] 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?
[Roger Waters] Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody out there?
Nobody Home
[Roger Waters] I've got a little black book with my poems in. 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 those swollen hand blues. I've got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from. I've got electric light. And I've got second sight. I've got amazing powers of observation. And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There will be nobody home. I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm. And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite 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've got nowhere to fly to. Ooooh, Babe. When I pick up the phone There's still nobody home. I've got a pair of Gohills boots And I've got fading roots.
Pink delves into madness
lonely yet walled
Comfortably Numb
[Roger Waters] Hello, is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain And get you on your feet again. Relax, I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts? [David Gilmour] 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 I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. [Roger Waters] Ok, just a little pinprick. There'll be no more...aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. 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. [David Gilmour] 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. 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.
