Pink Floyd
«Lyrics»

Button your lip and don't let the shield slip

Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask

And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions

You can hide hide hide

Behind paranoid eyes

You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar

Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar

Laughing too loud at the rest of the world

With the boys in the crowd

You can hide hide hide

Behind petrified eyes

You believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory

Now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle-age

The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high

And you hide hide hide

Behind brown and mild eyes

Brezhnev took afghanistan

Begin took beirut

Galtieri took the union jack

And maggie over lunch one day

Took a cruiser with all hands

Apparently to make him give it back

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 paisley

Mr. brezhnev and party

The ghost of mccarthy

The memories of nixon

And now adding colour 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 a while

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

Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye

With their favourite 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