Money, get away You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay 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 of my stack Money, it’s…
 
Us and them And after all we’re only ordinary men Me and you God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do Forward, he cried from the rear And the front rank died The general sat and the lines on the map Moved from side to side Black and blue And who knows…
 
Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket Feeling good at the top Shopping in sharp shoes Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores Apples and oranges Apples and oranges Cornering neatly she trips up…
 
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze Come on you target for faraway laughter,…
 
[roger waters & david gilmour:] We don’t need no education We don’t need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teacher, leave them kids alone Hey, teacher, 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 [pupils from…
 
[roger waters & david gilmour:] We don’t need no education We don’t need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teacher, leave them kids alone Hey, teacher, 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 [pupils from…
 
Hey You Hey you, out there in the coldGetting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?Hey you, standing in the aislesWith itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me?Hey you, don’t help them to bury the lightDon’t give in, without a fightHey you, out there on your ownSitting naked by the phoneWould you touch…
 
Speak to me “i’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands…” “i’ve always been mad, i know i’ve been mad, like the most of us…very hard to explain why you’re mad, even if you’re not mad…” (instrumental)