Waters, Roger - 4.41 AM (Sexual Revolution) - Текст песни

Hey...girl

Take out the dagger

And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution

Hey girl

Let freedom for all be our rallying call

Tomorrow lets make our new resolution

Yeah, but tonight lie still

While I plunder your sweet grave

And remember

Only the poor can be saved

Hey girl

As I've always said I prefer your lips red

Not what the good Lord made

But what he intended

Hey girl

Don't point the finger at me

I am only a rat in a maze like you

Only the dead go free

So...please, hold my hand

As we blunder through the maze

And remember

Nothing can grow without rain

(Thunder)

Don't...

Don't point your finger at me

I awoke in a fever

The bedclothes were all soaked in sweat

She said, you've been having a nightmare

And it's not over yet

Then she picked up the doggy in the window

(The one with the waggly tail)

And she put him to bed between two bits of bread