Pink Floyd – The Trial

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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

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)

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

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

Over the rainbow, I am crazy
Bars in the window
There must have been a door there in the wall
For 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! — no, judge, the jury!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers
Tear down the wall!





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