Us And Them - Live at Wembley 1974, 2023 Master Songtext
von Pink Floyd
Us And Them - Live at Wembley 1974, 2023 Master Songtext
Us (us, us, us, us)
And them (them, them, them, them)
And after all we′re only ordinary men
Me (me, me, me, me, me, me)
And you (you, you, you, you, you, you)
God only knows
It's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
The general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side
Black (black, black, black, black, black, black)
And blue (blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue)
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up (up, up, up, up, up, up)
And down (down, down, down, down, down, down)
And in the end, it′s only 'round and 'round (′round, ′round, 'round, ′round, 'round)
"Haven′t you heard, it's a battle of words?"
The poster bearer cried
"Listen son", said the man with the gun
There′s room for you inside
Down (down, down, down, down, down, down)
And out (out, out, out, out, out, out)
It can't be helped that there's a lot of it about
With (with, with, with, with, with, with)
Without
And who′ll deny it′s what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it′s a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died
And them (them, them, them, them)
And after all we′re only ordinary men
Me (me, me, me, me, me, me)
And you (you, you, you, you, you, you)
God only knows
It's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
The general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side
Black (black, black, black, black, black, black)
And blue (blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue)
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up (up, up, up, up, up, up)
And down (down, down, down, down, down, down)
And in the end, it′s only 'round and 'round (′round, ′round, 'round, ′round, 'round)
"Haven′t you heard, it's a battle of words?"
The poster bearer cried
"Listen son", said the man with the gun
There′s room for you inside
Down (down, down, down, down, down, down)
And out (out, out, out, out, out, out)
It can't be helped that there's a lot of it about
With (with, with, with, with, with, with)
Without
And who′ll deny it′s what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it′s a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died
Writer(s): Richard William Wright, George Roger Waters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com