Perfect Sense, Parts I & II Songtext
von Roger Waters
Perfect Sense, Parts I & II Songtext
The Monkey sat on a pile of stone
And he starred at the broken bone in his hand
The strings of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land
And the monkey looked up at the stars
And he thought to himself
memory is a stranger
History is for fools
And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing
Turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town
Hold on, hold on solider
When you add it all up the tears and the marrow bone
There′s an ounce of Gold and a ounce of pride in each measure
And the Germans killed the Jews and the Jews killed the Arabs and the Arabs killed the hostages and that is the news
Is it any wonder that the Monkey's confused?
He said Mama, the president′s a fool
Why do I have to keep reading these technical manuals?
And the joint chiefs of staff and the brokers on Wall Street said "Don't make us laugh you're a smart kid. Time is linear, memory′s a stranger, history′s for fools, man is a tool in the hands of the great God almighty.
And they gave him command of a nuclear submarine and sent him back in search of the Garden of Eden.
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sense
Little black soul departs in perfect focus
Prime time fodder for the News at Nine
Darling is the child warm in the bed tonight
Hi everybody I'm Marv Albert
And welcome to our telecast
Coming to you live from Memorial Stadium
It′s a beautiful day
And today we expect a sensational matchup
But first our global anthem
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sense
And here come the players
As I speak to you now the captain
Has his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig
It looks to me like he's going to attack
By the way did you know that a submarine
Captain earns 200, 000 dollars a year
Oh that's less tax Marv yeah less tax
Uh thank you Emery you′re welcome
Now back to the game he fires one yes
There goes two both fish are running
The rig is going into a prevent defense
Will they make it I don′t think so
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sensed
And he starred at the broken bone in his hand
The strings of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land
And the monkey looked up at the stars
And he thought to himself
memory is a stranger
History is for fools
And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing
Turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town
Hold on, hold on solider
When you add it all up the tears and the marrow bone
There′s an ounce of Gold and a ounce of pride in each measure
And the Germans killed the Jews and the Jews killed the Arabs and the Arabs killed the hostages and that is the news
Is it any wonder that the Monkey's confused?
He said Mama, the president′s a fool
Why do I have to keep reading these technical manuals?
And the joint chiefs of staff and the brokers on Wall Street said "Don't make us laugh you're a smart kid. Time is linear, memory′s a stranger, history′s for fools, man is a tool in the hands of the great God almighty.
And they gave him command of a nuclear submarine and sent him back in search of the Garden of Eden.
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sense
Little black soul departs in perfect focus
Prime time fodder for the News at Nine
Darling is the child warm in the bed tonight
Hi everybody I'm Marv Albert
And welcome to our telecast
Coming to you live from Memorial Stadium
It′s a beautiful day
And today we expect a sensational matchup
But first our global anthem
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sense
And here come the players
As I speak to you now the captain
Has his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig
It looks to me like he's going to attack
By the way did you know that a submarine
Captain earns 200, 000 dollars a year
Oh that's less tax Marv yeah less tax
Uh thank you Emery you′re welcome
Now back to the game he fires one yes
There goes two both fish are running
The rig is going into a prevent defense
Will they make it I don′t think so
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in dollars and cents
Pounds shillings and pence
Can′t you see
It all makes perfect sensed
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