THE ANTI-WAR LYRICS OF ROGER WATERS and PINK FLOYD

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The monkey sat on a pile of stones

And stared at the broken bone in his hand
And the strains of a Viennese quartet
Rang out across the land

The monkey looked up at the stars
And 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 the Garden
And set out for the nearest town

Hold on hold on soldier

When you add it all up
The tears and the marrowbone
There's an ounce of gold
And an ounce of pride in each ledger

And the Germans killed the Jews
And the Jews killed the Arabs
And the Arabs killed the hostages
And that is the news

And is it any wonder
That the monkey's confused

He said Mama Mama
The President's a fool

Why do I have to keep reading
These technical manuals

And the joint chiefs of staff
And the brokers on Wall Street said

Don't make us laugh
You're a smart kid
Time is linear
Memory is a stranger
History is for fools
Man is a tool in the hands
Of the great God Almighty

And they gave him command
Of a nuclear submarine

And sent him back in search of

The Garden of Eden

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ROGER WATERS: "....George Bush is obviously a deeply frightened man and always has been, his whole life, that's what he gives off. He exudes fear to me. That's why he finds it necessary to dress up in Air Force uniforms and parade around on the decks of aircraft carriers. 'Cause he's a frightened little kid, you know, he's an infant! That, politically is the problem -- that you have this frightened infant, you know, in the most powerful position in the western world.

"...Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants."

-- General Omar Bradley

The thing is that when we're little, you know --in this song I say "your Texas education must have ####ed you up when you were very small"-- I think we get ####ed up when we're really little. If you're a Palestinian zealot, bigot, whatever, how do you persuade, you know, a 10-year old that their future is to strap explosive round themselves and go and get on a bus and, you know, pull the pin? And how do you intervene in that vicious circle whether it's in America or in Palestine or Israel or Iraq or wherever it might be? If Bush wins this election I won't just be aghast, I will be struck dumb! You know, that the American people could re-elect this disaster, this total disaster in every way, as far as I can see."

- From an interview with Pink Floyd's Roger Waters, author or numerous anti-war songs ( "Each Small Candle", "To Kill The Child", "Leaving Beirut" ) and albums. WATCH INTERVIEW

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"....George Bush is obviously a deeply frightened man and always has been, his whole life, that's what he gives off. He exudes fear to me. That's why he finds it necessary to dress up in Air Force uniforms and parade around on the decks of aircraft carriers. 'Cause he's a frightened little kid, you know, he's an infant! That, politically is the problem that you have this frightened infant, you know, in the most powerful position in the western world."

The Fletcher Memorial Home

by Roger Waters - performed by Pink Floyd

From the album "The Final Cut : A Requiem for the Post War Dream"

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere

And build them a home, a little place of their own.
The Fletcher Memorial
Home for Incurable Tyrants and Kings.

And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real.

It's the only connection they feel.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome:

 Reagan and Haig, 
 Mr. Begin and friend, 
Mrs. Thatcher, and Paisly 
 Mr. Brezhnev and party
 The ghost of McCarthy
 And the memories of Nixon

 And now, adding color, a group of anonymous
 latin- American Meat packing glitterati

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?

They can polish their medals and sharpen their
Smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for awhile.

Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead.

Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye

With their favorite toys
They'll be good girls and boys

In the Fletcher Memorial Home for colonial
Wasters of life and limb.

Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?

Now the Final Solution can be applied.

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Sheep

(Waters)

From the Pink Floyd album "ANIMALS"

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.

You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.

Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.

What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.

Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth my soul.

He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.



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