Pink Floyd - The Wall

Après la sortie de Animals et l'épuisante tournée "In the Flesh" le groupe se disperse temporairement et chacun vaque à ses occupations. Waters compose dans son coin en ruminant sur ses désenchantements des mégas concerts de la dernière tournée; Gilmour et Wright préparent respectivement leur premier album solo; Mason produit, à la surprise de tous, l'album "for Your Pleasure" du groupe punk The Dammned, "green" de Steve Hillage.Lorsque le groupe se retrouve enfin Waters s'instaure définitivement grand maître à bord. Il propose d'emblée deux concepts-album qui sont "the Wall" ou ce qui deviendra le très oubliable "The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking".

Le premier est basé sur les angoisses de Waters face au public et les concerts gigantesques alors que le second est basé sur ses propres phantasmes. Peu enthousiastes les autres choisissent The Wall pour son coté plus universel.

The Wall est la 4ème vente au monde des doubles albums (environ 24 millions) ce qui résume assez bien l'acceuil qui lui a été fait. Album culte il reste néanmoins très inégal dans son articulation et comporte de nombreuse maladresses. La mésentente est flagrante au point que Wright se fait virer par Waters sans que les autres ne bronchent! Seul Gilmour arrive encore à travailler et communiquer avec Waters et sauve l'album par une production exceptionnelle. Les claviers de Wright font cruellement défaut et l'empreinte de sa personnalité discrète mais ô combien précieuse manque terriblement à cet album mégalo. Waters disjoncte et nous explique comment et pourquoi. Bien. Mais encore ? Est-ce suffisant pour faire un disque (un double en plus) égocentrique aux climats morbides ? Waters nous entraîne dans son univers intérieur en décomposition et nous force à partager ses angoisses métaphysiques. Le malaise qu'il en ressort est évident.

The Wall sera mis en scène par Alan Parker et sortira en juillet 82 peu avant the Final Cut. Le film est à l'image du disque, sombre et dépressif.

Quelques morceaux tirent leur épingle de ce jeu périlleux où le jeu de guitare survole une écriture musicale simple mais avec une mise en place terrible par son efficacité et sa précision.

"Comfortably Numb" est incontestablement la pièce majeur de cet album, avec un solo de guitare aérien entré depuis dans la légende. "Mother" est remarquable par la sensibilité de Waters et le jeu du regretté Jeff Porcaro (TOTO) à la batterie. "Another Brick In The Wall Part 2" reste le tube planétaire dans lequel se sont reconnus des millions d'écoliers. A sa sortie il fut interdit en Afrique du Sud... On peut également citer "Run Like Hell" et "Hey You" d'un force lyrique et musicale très forte.

La prise de son est assez bonne malgré un volume sonore général plutôt faible. La pochette est magnifiquement illustrée par Gerard Scarfe.

Floyd présentera sur scène The Wall le 8 février 1980 au Los Angeles Sport Arena, puis New-York, Londres à Earls Court le 5 août et pour finir Dortmund en Allemagne. Les concerts son un déluge de sons et de projections de Scarfe, à grands renforts de musiciens additionnels.

The Wall sera porté à l'écran par Allan Parker avec Bob Geldolf (des Boomtown Rats) dans le rôle principal. Le film est plutôt bien reçu du public qui reste abasourdi par le déluge visuel et sonore tout droit sortis du cerveau torturé de Waters. A noter que la bande son diffère légèrement du disque avec quelques pièces supplémentaires.

The Wall - In The Flesh ?
Durée : 3:19

So you thought you might like to, go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow.
Tell me is something eluding you sunshine?
Is this not what you expected to see?
If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes,
You'll just have to blow your way through this disguise.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - The Thin Ice
Durée : 2:29

Momma loves her baby,
And Daddy loves you, too.
And the sea may look warm to ya, Babe,
And the sky may look blue.

But Oooooo Babe.
Oooooooo Baby Blue.
Oooooo Ooohh Babe.

If you should go skating,
On the thin ice of modern life,
Dragging behind you the silent reproach,
Of a million tear stained eyes,
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice,
Appears under your feet.
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind,
With your fear flowing out from behind,
You as you claw the ice.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Another Brick In The Wall - Part 1
Durée : 3:09

Daddy's flown across the ocean,
Leaving just a memory,
A snapshot in the family album.
Daddy, what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, what d'ya leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - The Happiest Days Of Our Lives
Durée : 1:50

When we grew up and went to school,
There were certain teachers,
Who would hurt the children in any way they could,
By pouring their derision,
Upon anything we did,
Exposing every weakness,
However carefully hidden by the kids.

But in the town it was well known,
When they got home at night,
Their fat and psychopathic wives would thrash them,
Within inches of their lives.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Another Brick In The Wall - Part 2
Durée : 3:59

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

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

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Mother
Durée : 5:33

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb
Mother, do you think they'll like the song
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls
Mother, should I build a wall

Mother, should I run for President
Mother, should I trust the government
Mother, will they put me in the firing line
Mother am I really dying

Hush, now baby. Baby, don't you cry.
Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true.
Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you.
Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama will keep Baby cozy and warm.
Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe.
Ooo Babe, of course Mama'll help build the wall.

Mother, do you think she's good enough, for me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous, to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my heart?

Hush, now baby. Baby, don't you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you.
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up 'till you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean.
Oooo Babe. Oooo Babe.
Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Goodbye Blue Sky
Durée : 2:47

Oooooooooooooooooh
Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter,
When the promise of a brave new world,
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?

Oooooooooooooooooh
Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all long gone,
But the pain lingers on.
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Empty Spaces
Durée : 2:08

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces,
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?
How shall I complete the wall?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Young Lust
Durée : 3:31

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?

Ooooooh I need a dirty woman.
Ooooooh I need a dirty girl.

Will some woman in this desert land,
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee.
Ooo Babe, set me free.

Ooooooh I need a dirty woman.
Ooooooh I need a dirty girl.

Ooooo I need a dirty woman.
Ooooo I need a dirty girl.

Roger Waters - David Gilmour
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - One Of My Turns
Durée : 3:36

Oh my God, what a fabulous room!
Are all these your guitars?
This place is bigger than our apartment.
Uh, could I have a drink of water?
D'Ya want some? Huh?
Oh wow! Look at this tub!
Wanna take a bath?
What're you watching?
Hello?
Are you feeling ok?

Day after day,
Love turns gray,
Like the skin of a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend it's all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
And I can feel,
One of all my turns coming on.
I feel,
Cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left,
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened,
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate a silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? Would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ooohh. No!

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Don't Leave Me Now
Durée : 4:16

Ooooo Babe,
Don't leave me now.
Don't say it's the end of the road.
Remember the flowers I sent.
I need you, Babe,
To put through the shredder in front of my friends.
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you,
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night.
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now.
How can you treat me this way?
Running away.
Oh Babe,
Why are you running away?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Another Brick In The Wall - Part 3
Durée : 1:14

I don't need no arms around me.
And I don't need no drugs to calm me.
I have seen the writing on the wall.
Don't think I need anything at all.
No. Don't think I need anything at all.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Goodbye Cruel World
Durée : 1:14

Goodbye, cruel world,
I'm leaving you today.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

Goodbye all you people,
There's nothing you can say,
To make me change my mind.
Goodbye.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Hey You
Durée : 4:41

Hey you !
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?

Hey you !
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?

Hey you !
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you !
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?

Hey you !
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?

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

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you !
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?

Hey you !
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?

Hey you !
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Is There Anybody Out There ?
Durée : 2:40

Is there anybody out there ?
Is there anybody out there ?
Is there anybody out there ?
Is there anybody out there ?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Nobody Home
Durée : 3:34

I got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hands blues.
Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.
I got electric light,
And I got second sight.
I've got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know,
When I try to get through,
On the telephone to you,
There'll be nobody home.

I got the obligatory Hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I got a silver spoon on a chain.
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild, staring eyes.
And I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly to... fly to... fly to... fly to...
Ooooo Babe,
When I pick up the phone,
There's still nobody home.

I got a pair of Gohill boots,
And I've got fading roots.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Vera
Durée : 1:33

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said,
That we would meet again,
Some sunny day.

Vera!
Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else in here feel the way I do?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Bring The Boys Back Home
Durée : 1:27

Bring the boys back home
Bring the boys back home
Don't leave the children on their own
Bring the boys back home

Roger Waters - David Gilmour
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Comfortably Numb
Durée : 6:21

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?

Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
I can ease your pain,
And get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show.
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Roger Waters - David Gilmour
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - The Show Must Go On
Durée : 1:36

Ooooh Pa, Oooh Ma
Must the show go on?

Ooooh Pa, (Take me home, take me home, take me home...)
Ooooh Ma, (Let me go, let me go, let me go...)

There must be some mistake,
I never meant to let them take,
Away my soul.
Am I too old?
Is it too late?

Where has the feeling gone?
Will I remember this song?

The show must go on.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - In The Flesh
Durée : 4:16

So ya thought ya might like to go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow.
I got me some bad news for you, Sunshine.
Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel,
And he sent us along as a surrugate band.
We're gonna find out where you fans really stand.

Are there any queers in the theatre tonight?
Get 'em up against the wall.
And that one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me.
Get him up against 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.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Run Like Hell
Durée : 4:23

You better make your face up,
In your favorite disguise,
With your button-down lips,
And your roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile,
And your hungry heart,
Feel the bile rising,
From your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters,
As the cockleshell shatters,
And the hammers batter,
Down your door,
You better run.

You better run all day,
And run all night.
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside.
And if you're taking 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 cardboard box.
You better run!

Roger Waters - David Gilmour
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Waiting For The Worms
Durée : 3:58

Oooo You cannot reach me now,
Oooo 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.
Waiting, to clean up the city.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to put on a black shirt.
Waiting, to weed out the weaklings.
Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors.
Waiting, for the final solution to strengthen the strain.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens.
Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the Reds and the Jews.
Waiting, to follow the worms.

Would you like to see Britannia Rule again, my friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms.
Would you like to send our colored cousins,
Home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms.

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Stop
Durée : 0:30

I wanna go home,
Take off this uniform and leave the show,
But I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know,
Have I been guilty all this time?

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - The Trial
Durée : 5:19

Good morning, The 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.
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy. Toys in the attic, he is crazy.

Call the defendant wife !

You little shit, you're in it now.
I hope they throw away the key.
You should've talked to me more often than you did.
But no ! You had to go your own way.
Have you broken any homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honour,
Him and me alone.

Baaaaaaaaaaaabe!
Come to Mother, baby.
Let me hold you in my arms.
M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, Your Honour, let me take him home.

Crazy.
Over the rainbow, I am crazy.
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall.
When I came in. . .
Crazy. Over the rainbow, he is crazy.

The evidence before the court is incontravertible.
There's no need for the jury to retire.
In all my years of judging I have never heard before,
Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to deficate!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall!

Roger Waters, Bob Erzin
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.

The Wall - Outside The Wall
Durée : 1:43

All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you,
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand,
Some gather together in bands,
The bleeding hearts and artists,
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all,
Some stagger and fall.
After all it's not easy,
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall

Roger Waters
© 1979 Pink Floyd Publishers Ltd.