Pink Floyd
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You better run

You better run all day

And run all night

And keep your dirty feelings

Deep inside. And if you

Take your girlfriend

Out tonight,

You better park the car

Well out of sight

'cos if they catch you in the back seat

Trying to pick her locks

They're gonna send you back to mother

In a card board box

You better run.

Ooh You cannot reach me now

Ooh 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

to clean up the city

to follow the worms

to put on a blackshirt

to weed out the weaklings

to smash in their windows

and kick in their doors.

for the final solution

to strenghten the strain

to follow the worms

to turn on the showers

and fire the ovens

for the queens and the coons

and the reds and the Jews

to follow the worms

Would you like to see Britania

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.

Stop

I wanna go home

Take off this uniform

And leave the show

And I'm waiting in this cell

Because I have to know

Have I been guilty all this time.

Good morning Worm Your Honour

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 Honour

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

Should I go fishing

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