Pink Floyd

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

Don't give in without a fight.

We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher, leave those kids alone.

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

Hey you
Would you help me to carry the stone..
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

Us and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.

Can't keep my eyes from
the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just
an earth-bound misfit, I

And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime.
I never said I was frightened of dying.

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 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!

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 to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for chains?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

And that one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me.
Get him up against the wall. — 'Gainst the wall!
And that one looks Jewish, and that one's a coon.
Who let all this riffraff 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!

I have become comfortably numb...

Unaware how the ranks have grown,
Driven on by the heart of stone,
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud.

There is no dark side of the moon really.
Matter of fact it's all dark.

Money, it's a crime,
Share it fairly but 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...

A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I.