The Wall. Live In Berlin - Roger Waters

Publicación: Septiembre 17, 1990.

Productores: Nick Griffiths & Roger Waters.
Ingeniero de sonido: Nigel Jopson.
Asistente: Heidi Cannavo.
Grabación: 21 de julio de 1990.
Lugar: Potsdamer Platz; Berlin, Alemania.
Mezcla: Nick Griffiths & Nigel Jopson.
En: Olympic Studios.
Orquesta grabada por: Steven McGlaughlin.
Facilidades para grabación en vivo: Eurosound Mobile & Manor Mobile Studios.
Discográfica U.K : Phonogram Records.
N° de catalogo: 846 611-1.
Discográfica U.S.A: Mercury Records.
N° de catalogo: 846 611-1.
Diseño y dirección de arte: Mark Norton - 4i Collaboration.
Fotografías de artistas y espectáculo: Adrian Boot, Tony Motram, Michael Putland, Paul Slattery.

Gracias a: Will Shapland, Ian Bridges y Peter Brandt.
Agradecimientos especiales a: Keith Bradley, group captain leonard chesire vc om dso dfc, Mark Fisher, Tony Hollingsworth, Jonathan Park, Carolyne Waters y Mick Worwood.


Tracks:

Disco 1.

Lado 1.

01 In The Flesh?
(Waters)   4:07
- Scorpions.
02 The Thin Ice.
(Waters)   3:08
- Ute Lemper & Roger Waters, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
03 Another Brick In The Wall, (Part 1).
(Waters)   3:38
- Roger Waters & Garth Hudson.
04 The Happiest Days Of Our Lives.
(Waters)   1:21
- Roger Waters, Joe Chemay, John Joyce, Stan Farber & Jim Haas.
05 Another Brick In The Wall, (Part 2).
(Waters)   6:25
- Cyndi Lauper, Rick Di Fonzo, Snowy White, Thomas Dolby & Peter Wood.
06 Mother.
(Waters)   6:38
- Sinéad O'Connor, The Band & The Hooters.

Lado 2.

07 Goodbye Blue Sky.
(Waters)   3:53
- Joni Mitchell, James Galway, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
08 Empty Spaces.
(Waters)   3:47
- Bryan Adams, Roger Waters, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
09 Young Lust.
(Waters, Gilmour)   6:09
- Bryan Adams.
10 One Of My Turns.
(Waters)   2:45
- Roger Waters, Jerry Hall.
11 Don't Leave Me Now.
(Waters)   5:11
- Roger Waters.
12 Another Brick In The Wall, (Part 3).
(Waters)   3:25
- Roger Waters & The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
13 Goodbye Cruel World.
(Waters)   1:38
- Roger Waters.

Disco 2.

Lado 1.

01 Hey You.
(Waters)   5:02
- Paul Carrack.
02 Is There Anybody Out There?
(Waters)   3:01
- Rick Di Fonzo, Snowy White, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
03 Nobody Home.
(Waters)  4:45
- Roger Waters, Snowy White, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
04 Vera.
(Waters)   1:12
- Roger Waters & The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
05 Bring The Boys Back Home.
(Waters)   2:41
- The Rundfunk Orchestra & The Military Orchestra Of The Soviet Army.
06 Comfortably Numb.
(Gilmour, Waters)   8:02
- Van Morrison, Roger Waters, Rick Di Fonzo, Snowy White, The Band, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.

Lado 4.

07 In The Flesh.
(Waters)   5:10
- Roger Waters, Scorpions, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
08 Run Like Hell.
(Gilmour, Waters)   4:51
- Roger Waters & Scorpions.
09 Waiting For The Worms.
(Waters)   4:10
- Roger Waters, Scorpions, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
10 Stop.
(Waters)   0:23
- Roger Waters.
11 The Trial.
(Waters, Ezrin)   5:52
- Albert Finney, Marianne Faithfull, Tim Curry, Thomas Dolby, Ute Lemper, The Rundfunk Orchestra & East Berlin Radio Choir.
12 The Tide Is Turning.
(Waters)   7:21
- The Company.


Singles:

1990 Another Brick in the Wall Part 2 / Run Like Hell.
Publicación: 10 de septiembre.

1990 The Tide Is Turning / Nobody Home.

Publicación: 19 de noviembre.

Vinyl Long Play - Edición Holanda:

Discográfica: Mercury Records.

N° de catalogo: 846 611-1.

 Portada.

 Contraportada.

 Interior carpeta.

 Interior.

 Interior.

 Etiquetas disco 1, lados 1 y 2.

 Interior.

 Interior.

Etiquetas disco 2, lados 3 y 4.

Roger Waters:

Voz, bajo, guitarra acústica (Mother), guitarra rítmica (Hey You).

The Company:

Scorpions.

Klaus Meine: Voz.

Rudolf Schenker: Guitarra rítmica.

Matthias Jabs: Guitarra.

Francis Buchholz: Bajo.

Herman Rarebell: Batería.

Ute Lemper: Voz.

Cyndi Lauper: Voz, percusión.

Thomas Dolby: Voz, sintetizador.

Sinéad O'Connor: Voz.

The Band:

Rick Danko: Voz.

Levon Helm: Voz.

Garth Hudson: Acordeón, saxofón soprano.

The Hooters:

Eric Bazilian: Guitarra.

Rob Hyman: Teclados.

John Lilley: Guitarra.

Fran Smith Jr.: Bajo.

David Uosikkinen: Batería.

Joni Mitchell: Voz.

James Galway: Flauta.

Bryan Adams: Voz, guitarra.

Jerry Hall: Voz hablada.

Paul Carrack: Voz.

Van Morrison: Voz.

Tim Curry: Voz.

Marianne Faithfull: Voz.

Albert Finney: Voz.

The Bleeding Heart Band:

Rick Di Fonzo: Guitarras.

Snowy White: Guitarras.

Andy Fairweather-Low: Bajo, guitarra, coros.

Peter Wood: Teclados, órgano, sintetizadores.

Nick Glennie-Smith: Teclados, órgano, sinstetizadores

Graham Broad: Batería, percusión electrónica.

Stan Farber: Coros (como Jim Farber).

Joe Chemay: Coros.

Jim Haas: Coros.

John Joyce: Coros.

Orquesta: The Rundfunk Orchestra.

Director: Michael Kamen.

Coro: The East Berlin Rundfunk Choir.

Banda: The Marching Band of the Combined Soviet Forces in Germany.

Letras:

Disco 1.

In The Flesh?

(Waters)

"....we came in?"

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! Turn on the sound effects! Action!"

"Drop it, drop it on 'em! Drop it on them!!!!!"

The Thin Ice.

(Waters)

Momma loves her baby

And daddy loves you too.

And the sea may look warm to you babe

And the sky may look blue

But ooooh Baby

Ooooh baby blue

Oooooh babe.

If you should go skating

On the thin ice of modern life

Dragging behind you the silent reproach

Of a million tear-stained eyes

Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice

Appears under your feet.

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind

With your fear flowing out behind you

As you claw the thin ice.

Another Brick In The Wall (Part I).

(Waters)

Daddy's flown across the ocean

Leaving just a memory

The snapshot in the family album

Daddy what else did you leave for me?

Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?!?

All in all it was just a brick in the wall.

All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

"You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy!"

The Happiest Days Of Our Lives.

(Waters)

When we grew up and went to school 

There were certain teachers who would

Hurt the children in any way they could

"Oof!" [someone being hit] 

By pouring their derision 

Upon anything we did

And exposing every weakness 

However carefully hidden by the kids

But in the town, it was well known

When they got home at night, their fat and

Psychopathic wives would thrash them

Within inches of their lives.

Another Brick In The Wall (Part II).

(Waters)

We don't need no education 

We don't need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave them kids alone

Hey! Teachers! 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.

We don't need no education

We don't need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave them kids alone

Hey! Teachers! 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.

"Wrong, Do it again!"

"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you

have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"

"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy!"

Mother.

(Waters)

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb? 

Mother do you think they'll like this song? 

Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?

Mother should I build the wall?

Mother should I run for president?

Mother should I trust the government?

Mother will they put me in the firing line?

Mother am I really dying?

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.

Mama's gonna make all your nightmares come true.

Mama's gonna put all her fears into you.

Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing.

She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing.

Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm.

Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,

Of course mama's gonna help to build the wall.

Mother do you think she's good enough -- for me?

Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?

Mother will she tear your little boy apart?

Mother will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry.

Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.

Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.

Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.

Mama will always find out where you've been.

Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.

Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,

You'll always be baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?

Goodbye Blue Sky.

(Waters)

"Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky" 

Did you see the frightened ones? 

Did you hear the falling bombs? 

Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the 

promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue 

sky? 

Did you see the frightened ones? 

Did you hear the falling bombs? 

The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on. 

Goodbye, blue sky 

Goodbye, blue sky. 

Goodbye. 

Goodbye. 

"The 11:15 from Newcastle is now approaching" 

"The 11:18 arrival...."

Empty Spaces.

(Waters)

Mensaje oculto en reversa:

"Congratulations, You have just discovered the secret message.

Please send your answer to 'Old Pink',

Care of the funny farm, Chalfont..." - Roger Waters

"Roger, Caroline's on the phone..." - otra voz.

What shall we use 

To fill the empty spaces 

Where we used to talk?

How shall I fill 

The final places?

How can I complete the wall?

Young Lust.

(Waters/Gilmour)

I am just a new boy,

Stranger in this town.

Where are all the good times?

Who's gonna show this stranger around?

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.

Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

Will some woman in this desert land

Make me feel like a real man?

Take this rock and roll refugee

Oooh, baby set me free.

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.

Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.

Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

"Hello..?"

"Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.

Will you accept the charges from United States?"

"Oh, He hung up! That's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up?

Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?"

"Hello?"

"This is United States calling, are we reaching...

"See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."

One Of My Turns.

(Waters)

Groupie: "Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars?

Film al fondo: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!

Groupie: "This place is bigger than our apartment!

Film al fondo: "Let me know when you're entering a room"

"Yes sir!"

Groupie: "erm, Can I get a drink of water?

Film al fondo: "I was wondering about ..."

Groupie: "You want some, huh?"

Film al fondo: "Yes"

Groupie: "Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you wanna take baaaath?"

Film al fondo: "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main ..."

Groupie: "What are watching?"

Film al fondo: "If you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... Mrs Bancroft" "Mrs Bancroft ..."

Groupie: "Hello?"

Film al fondo: "I don't understand ..."

Groupie: "Are you feeling okay?..."

Day after day, love turns grey

Like the skin of a dying man.

Night after night, we pretend its all right

But I have grown older and

And you have grown colder and

Nothing is very much fun any more.

And I can feel one of my turns coming on.

I feel cold as a razor blade,

Tight as a tourniquet,

Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom, 

In the suitcase on the left

You'll find my favorite axe.

Don't look so frightened

This is just a passing phase,

One of my bad days.

Would you like to watch T.V.?

Or get between the sheets?

Or contemplate the silent freeway?

Would you like something to eat?

Would you like to learn to fly?

Would'ya?

Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?

Do you think it's time I stopped?

Why are you running away?

Don't Leave Me Now.

(Waters)

Ooooh, babe

Don't leave me now.

Don't say it's the end of the road.

Remember the flowers I sent.

I need you, babe

To put through the shredder 

In front of my friends

Ooooh Babe.

Don't leave me now.

How could you go?

When you know how I need you 

To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night

Ooooh Babe.

Don't leave me now.

How could you treat me this way?

Running away.

Oooooh Babe!

Why are you running away?

Another Brick In The Wall (Part III).

(Waters)

"The Bulls are already out there"

Pink: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!"

"This Roman Meal bakery thought you'd like to know."

I don't need no arms around me

And I don't need no drugs to calm me.

I have seen the writing on the wall.

Don't think I need anything at all.

No! Don't think I'll need anything at all.

All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.

Goodbye Cruel World.

(Waters)

Goodbye cruel world,

I'm leaving you today.

Goodbye,

Goodbye,

Goodbye.

Goodbye, all you people, 

There's nothing you can say

To make me change my mind.

Goodbye.

Disco 2.

Hey You.

(Waters)

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.

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, standing in 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?

(Waters)

"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started"

"Isn't it unsafe to travel at night?"

"It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long"

"Can Loca ride?"

"Yeah, I can ride... Magaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything"

"Goodbye Chenga"

"Goodbye miss ..."

"I'll be back"

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anybody out there?

Nobody Home.

(Waters)

"Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time, but there's somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington"

"Who's that?"

"Rose Pilchitt!"

"Rose Pilchitt? Who's that?"

"Shut Up!"

"36-24-36 does that answer your question?"

"Oi! I've got a little black book with me poems in!"

"Who's she?"

"She was 'Miss Armoured Division' in 1961 ... "

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 keepin my shoes on.

Got those swollen hand blues.

I got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.

I've got electric light.

And I've got second sight.

And amazing powers of observation.

And that is how I know

When I try to get through 

On the telephone to you

There'll 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 got nowhere to fly to. 

Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone

"Surprise, surprise, surprise..."

There's still nobody home.

I've got a pair of Gohills boots

and I got fading roots.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft"

"Where the hell are you Simon?"

Vera.

(Waters)

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?

Remember how she said that 

We would meet again 

Some sunny day?

Vera! Vera!

What has become of you?

Does anybody else here

Feel the way I do?

Bring The Boys Back Home.

(Waters)

Bring the boys back home.

Bring the boys back home.

Don't leave the children on their own, no, no.

Bring the boys back home.

"Wrong! Do it again!"

"Time to go!

"Are you feeling okay?"

"There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!"

Is there anybody out there?

Comfortably Numb.

(Gilmour/Waters)

Hello?

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone at home?

Come on, now,

I hear you're feeling down.

Well I can ease your pain

Get you on your feet again.

Relax.

I'll need some information first.

Just the basic facts.

Can you show me where it hurts?

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.

O.K.

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.

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.

The Show Must Go On.

(Waters)

Ooooh, Ma, Oooh Pa

Must the show go on?

Ooooh, Pa. Take me home

Ooooh, Ma. Let me go

There must be some mistake

I didnt mean to let them 

Take away my soul.

Am I too old, is it too late?

Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,

Where has the feeling gone?

Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,

Will I remember the songs?

The show must go on.

In The Flesh.

(Waters)

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 folks really stand.

Are there any queers in the theater tonight?

Get them up against the wall!

There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me,

Get him up against 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!

Run Like Hell.

(Gilmour/Waters)

"Pink Floyd, Pink Floyd"

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, 

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.

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

When the cockleshell shatters

And the hammers batter 

Down the door.

You'd better run.

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, 

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.

You better run all day 

And run all night.

Keep your dirty feelings

Deep inside. 

And if you're taking your girlfriend 

Out tonight 

You'd 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.

"Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa!

"Hammer, Hammer"

Waiting For The Worms.

(Waters)

"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!"

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.

We're (waiting to succeed) and going to convene outside Brixton

Town Hall where we're going to be... 

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 queens 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 colored cousins

Home again, my friend?

All you need to do is follow the worms.

"The Worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station. We'll be moving along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road (.... ......) (Abbot's Road ) (.....) twelve minutes to three we'll be moving along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge. Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge we're in Westminster (Borough ) area. It's quite possible we may encounter some (.....) by the way we go. (... ..) ."

Stop.

(Waters)

Stop!

I wanna go home

Take off this uniform

And leave the show.

But I'm waiting in this cell 

Because I have to know.

Have I been guilty all this time?

The Trial.

(Waters/Ezrin)

Good morning, Worm your honor.

The crown will plainly show 

The prisoner who now stands before you

Was caught red-handed showing feelings

Showing feelings of an almost human nature; 

This will not do.

Call the schoolmaster!

I always said he'd come to no good

In the end your honor.

If they'd let me have my way I could

Have flayed him into shape.

But my hands were tied,

The bleeding hearts and artists

Let him get away with murder.

Let me hammer him today?

Crazy, 

Toys in the attic I am crazy, 

Truly gone fishing.

They must have taken my marbles away.

Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy.

You little shit you're in it now,

I hope they throw away the key.

You should have talked to me more often 

Than you did, but no! You had to go

Your own way, have you broken any 

Homes up lately?

Just five minutes, Worm your honor, 

Him and Me, alone.

Baaaaaaaaaabe!

Come to mother baby, let me hold you 

In my arms.

M'lud I never wanted him to

Get in any trouble.

Why'd he ever have to leave me?

Worm, your honor, let me take him home.

Crazy, 

Over the rainbow, I am crazy,

Bars in the window.

There must have been a door there in the wall

When I came in.

Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.

The evidence before the court is

Incontrivertable, there's no need for

The jury to retire.

In all my years of judging

I have never heard before 

Of someone more deserving

Of the full penaltie of law.

The way you made them suffer,

Your exquisite wife and mother,

Fills me with the urge to defecate!

"Hey Judge! Shit on him!" 

Since, my friend, you have revealed your 

Deepest fear,

I sentence you to be exposed before 

Your peers.

Tear down the wall!

The Tide is Turning (After Live Aid).

(Waters)

I used to think the world was flat

Rarely threw my hat into the crowd

I felt I had used up my quota of

yearning

Used to look in on the children at night

In the glow of their Donald Duck light

And I frighten myself with the thought

of my little ones burning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Satellites buzzing through the endless

night

Exclusive to moonshots and world title

fights

Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be

earning

Who is the strongest

Who is the best

Who holds the aces

The East

Or the West

This is the crap our children are learning

And oh, oh, the tide is turning

Oh, oh, the tide is turning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Now the satellite's confused

'Cos on Saturday night

The airwaves were full of compassion

and light

And his silicon heart warmed

To the sight of a billion candles burning

But, I'm not saying that the battle is

won

But on Saturday night all those kids in

the sun

Wrested technology's sword from the

hand of the war lords

Oh, the tide is turning

Oh, the tide is turning

Oh, the tide is turning

Oh, the tide is turning.

Promo:

Poster.

On July 21, 1990 East met west at the Berlin wall for the most incredible Rock epic ever staged.
Mercury Records · Billboard 1990-09.

"Jon Jon sleeping on the sofa after Sunday lunch 6th March 1988".

Dibujo y letras de "Outside The Wall" por Roger Waters.

Otras ediciones incluidas en este sitio:

⚫ L.P U.S.A. • 1ª Edición • Mercury Records • 846 611-1.

💿 C.D Alemania • 1ª Edición • Mercury Records • 846 611-2.

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