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WAITING FOR THE WORMS
Ooooh you cannot reach me now
Ooooh 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
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
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 v And fire the ovens
Waiting for the queers and the coons
And the reds and the Jews
Waiting to follow the worms
Would you like to see Britannia
Rule again my friend
All you have to do is follow the worms
Would you like to send our coloured cousins
Home again my friend
All you need to do is follow the worms.
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Post n°11 pubblicato il 04 Febbraio 2010 da veronicawaters_1995
I Pink Floyd hanno avuto sempre successo nelle loro apparizioni a Top of the Pops,programma musicale inglese, nei primi anni del loro debutto, è stato fortunamente ritrovato un filmato eccezionale: la performance di See Emily Play con il gruppo originario - quindi Syd alla chitarra e voce - che i Floyd hanno tenuto in una puntata dello show.
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MATILDA MOTHER
There was a king who ruled the land
His Majesty was in command
with silver eyes the scarlet eagle
showered silver on the people
Oh mother tell me more
Why'd you have to leave me there
hanging in my infant chair
waiting
You only have to read the lines
they're scribbled in black and everything shines
Across the stream with wooden shoes
bells to tell the king the news
a thousand misty riders climb up
higher once upon a time
Wandering and dreaming
the words had different meanings
yes they did
For all the time spent in that view
the doll's house darkness' old perfume
and fairy-stories held me high
on clouds of sunlight floating by
Oh mother tell me more
GRAZIE DI ESSERE PASSATO TORNA PRESTO
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