One of these days One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces Money Money, get away get a good job with more pay and you're O.K. money, it's a gas grab that cash with both hands and make a stash new car, caviar, four star daydream think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack money, it's a hit don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set and I think I need a Lear jet Money, it's a crime share it fairlybut don't take a slice of my pie money, so they say is the root of all evil today but if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away, away, away Sheep 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 dangers 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, trough quiet reflection and great dedication, master the art of karate, lo, we shall rise up, and then we'll make the buggers eyes water. Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a sream. Wave upon wave of demented avengers march cheerfully out of obscurity unto 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. Shine on your grazy daimond (part 1) Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. Shine on your crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine on your crazy diamond. You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon. Shine on you crazy diamond. Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light. Shine on you crazy diamond. Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze. Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! Wish you were here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here. Another brick in the wall (part 2) We don't need no education we don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey teacher leaves the kids alone All in all its just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall