Sunday, May 21, 2006

Post No. 12 - Amused to death....Roger Waters

I am an unabashed Floyd fan. I can listen to it on repeat for months on end (In case you dont believe it, I have actually done that - for over 9 months).

Was listening to Amused to death by Roger Waters and must admit, it still makes me feel very melancholic, (almost in the same league as "Sorrow"). I though I must post the lyrics for those who have never heard it.

One last point, I like floyd, because its so lyrical, so melodic, yet so devoid of the traditional bars of a harmony......

Here goes......

Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbolOf detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl

And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cryAll sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me
Why am I so out of breath

The captain said excuse me ma'am
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death

We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-outSpied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reasonFor our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry no feelings left

This species has amused itself to death

(Switch Channels)
[Alf Razzell:]"Years later, I saw Bill Hubbard's name on the memorial to the missingat Aras[?]. And I...when I saw his name I was absolutely transfixed; itwas as though he was now a human being instead of some sort ofnightmarish memory of how I had to leave him, all those years ago.And I felt relieved, and ever since then I've felt happier about it,because always before, whenever I thought of him, I said to myself,'Was there something else that I could have done?'[Background: "I'd rather die, I'd rather die..."]And that always sort of worried me. And having seen him, and hisname in the register - as you know in the memorials there's a little safe,there's a register in there with every name - and seeing his name andhis name on the memorial; it sort of lightened my...heart, if you like."(Woman) "When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?""Ah, when I was eighty-seven, that would be a year, ninete...eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four."


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