Roger Waters - Too Much Rope lyrics

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Roger Waters - Too Much Rope lyrics

When the sleigh is heavy And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at your companions And test the water of their friendship With you toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low History is short the sun just a minor star The poor man sells his kidneys In some colonial bazaar Que sera sera Is that your new Ferrari car Nice but I'll think I'll wait for the F50 You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn my eyes Moslem or Christians Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll f** it up And last night on TV A Vietnam vet Takes his beard and his pain And his alienation twenty years Back to Asia again Sees the monsters they made In formaldehyde floating 'round Meets a gook on a bike A good little tyke A nice enough guy With the same soldier's eyes Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home That it moves me so much Why all the fuss It's only two humans being It's only two humans being Tears burn my eyes What does it means This tender TV This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove my murder Tears burn my eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preachers or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll f** it up