Original subtitles

(CROWD CHEERING)

(INTERCOM BEEPS)

(ROGER WATERS SPEAKING)

(CROWD CHEERS)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(WIND RUSTLING)

(COMFORTABLY NUMB PLAYING)

♪ 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

♪ Well, I can ease your pain

♪ Get you on your feet again

♪ Relax...

♪ I'll 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've got that feeling once again

♪ I can't explain

♪ You would not understand

♪ This is not how I am

♪ I have become

♪ Comfortably numb

♪ Okay

♪ Just a little pin prick

♪ There'll be no more...

(VOCALIZING)

♪ 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

(ORGAN PLAYING)

(WOMAN VOCALIZING)

♪ Fade away...

(VOCALIZING)

♪ Hear me...

♪ Please hear me

♪ Hear me when I call

♪ Hear me

♪ Hear me when I call ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

You!

Yes, you!

Stand still, laddie.

(THE HAPPIEST DAYS OF OUR LIVES PLAYING)

♪ When we grew up And went to school

♪ There were certain teachers Who would hurt the children

♪ In anyway they could

♪ By pouring their derision Upon anything we did

♪ Exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kid

♪ 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

(CHORUS VOCALIZING)

♪ We don't need no education

♪ We don't need no thought control

♪ No dark sarcasm in the classroom

♪ Teacher, leave them kids alone

♪ Hey, teacher, leave them kids alone

♪ All in all, it's just another Brick in the wall

♪ All in all, you're just another Brick in the wall

(GUITAR SOLO PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

♪ 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'll 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

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(THE POWERS THAT BE PLAYING)

♪ The powers that be The powers that be

♪ They like a tough game no rules

♪ Some you win, some you lose

♪ Competition, good for you

♪ To die, to be free

♪ They're the powers that be

♪ The powers that be The powers that be

♪ The powers that be

♪ They like a bombproof Cadillac Air-conditioned, gold taps

♪ Back seat gun rack Platinum hubcaps

♪ They pick horses for courses They're the market forces

♪ They like order, make-up

♪ Limelight, power

♪ Game shows, rodeos

♪ Star Wars, TV

♪ They're the powers that be If you see them come

♪ You better run

♪ Run

♪ You better run on home

♪ You better run

♪ Yeah

♪ Run

♪ You better run on home

♪ Sisters of Mercy Better join with your brothers

♪ Put a stop to the soap opera right now

♪ They say the toothless get ruthless

♪ You better run on home

(PLAYING GUITAR SOLO)

♪ The powers that be The powers that be

♪ They like treats, tricks Carrots and sticks

(GUN FIRES) ♪ They like fear and loathing

♪ They like sheep's clothing

♪ And blacked-out vans ♪ Blacked-out vans

♪ Contingency plans

♪ They like death or glory

♪ They love a good story

♪ Sisters of Mercy Better join with your brothers

♪ Put a stop to the soap opera state

♪ They say the toothless get ruthless

♪ Run home before it's too late

MAN: Code 3. Get the beats going here!

♪ You better stand

♪ Yeah, stand up to the man

♪ Stand up to the man

♪ Yeah, you better stand up

♪ Yeah, stand up to the man

♪ Stand up to the man

♪ You better stand

♪ Yeah, stand up to the man

♪ Stand up to the man

♪ Yeah, you better stand up

♪ Yeah, stand up to the man

♪ Stand up to the man

♪ You better stand up

-♪ Stand up to the man -♪ You better stand

(CROWD CHEERING)

Back in 1980, when I was running for president,

it was all so different.

Some pundits said our programs would result in catastrophe.

Our views on foreign affairs would cause war.

Once you begin a great movement, there's no telling where it will end.

We meant to change a nation and instead we changed a world.

(THE BRAVERY OF BEING OUT OF RANGE PLAYING)

♪ You have a natural tendency To squeeze off a shot

♪ You're good fun at parties And you wear the right masks

♪ You're old but you still like a laugh in the locker room

♪ You can't abide change You're at home on the range

♪ You opened your suitcase Behind the old workings

♪ To show off the magnum You deafened the canyon

♪ A comfort a friend Only upstaged in the end

♪ By the Uzi machine gun

♪ Does the recoil remind you

♪ Remind you of sex, old man, what the hell you gonna kill next?

♪ Old timer, who you gonna kill next

♪ I looked over Jordan and what did I see?

♪ Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris

♪ I swam in your pools And lay under your palm trees

♪ I looked in the eyes of the Indian

♪ Who lay on the Federal Building steps

♪ And through the range finder over the hill

♪ Saw the front line boys popping their pills

♪ Sick of the mess they find

♪ On their desert stage

♪ And the bravery of being out of range

♪ Yeah, the question is vexed

♪ Old man, what the hell you gonna kill next?

♪ Old timer who you gonna kill next

(GUITAR SOLO PLAYING)

♪ Thirty years later It's the same old tune

♪ No closer to peace Than the man in the moon

♪ The President's still just as crazy as a loon

♪ Still picking fights in some foreign saloon

♪ I'm still falling out of the sky

♪ The band's still playing Miss American Pie

♪ The gunner still sleeps in some foreign field

♪ And the boys are still coming home on a shield

♪ And nothing is real

♪ We play the game with the bravery of being out of range

♪ We still zap and maim

♪ With the bravery of being out of range

♪ We still strafe the train

♪ With the bravery of being out of range

♪ We still gain terrain

♪ With the bravery of being out of range

♪ We're still fucking insane

♪ With the bravery of being out of range

♪ Still channeling John Wayne

♪ With the bravery of being out of range

♪ We're still blowing out our own damn brain...

(GUN FIRES)

♪ Yeah, with the bravery of being out of range

Two years later, another economic summit

with pretty much the same cast.

At the big opening meeting we all got together,

and all of a sudden, just for a moment,

I saw that everyone was just sitting there looking at me,

and then one of them broke the silence.

"Tell us about the American miracle," he said.

♪ Hey, bartender, over here

♪ Two more shots and two more beers

♪ Sir, turn up the TV sound

♪ The war has started on the ground

♪ Just love those laser guided bombs

♪ They're really great for righting wrongs

♪ You hit the target and win the game

♪ From bars 3,000 miles away

♪ 3,000 miles away

♪ We play the game

♪ With the bravery of being out of range ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

Whoo!

All right.

Whoo!

Scientific experiment.

Gotta check out the echo. Okay?

Hello!

CROWD: Hello!

I love science, don't you?

Hello!

CROWD: Hello!

Right, I will get back to the piano.

It's so good to be here.

Scusi, scusi, Shanay, scusi, Amanda.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) (LAUGHS)

Okay, welcome to the bar.

I say that because the next song we're gonna do is called The Bar.

The bar is a very, very long song.

We're only going to do a tiny bit now

but a very long song that I wrote during the COVID lockdown period.

And I suppose it was about me missing being able to go out.

And you could go to somewhere, like a bar, where you can get a drink,

you can talk to your friends, or, even, you can talk to strangers.

You can exchange ideas in a bar with people.

This baby grand is the bar.

But just for tonight, here in Prague,

everybody in this arena is in the bar with us.

All right. Can we get used to the idea?

(CROWD CHEERING)

So we can talk to one another.

In the first verse of the bar, there are two characters.

They're both women, and they're both in our narrative.

One is an old Black lady who is homeless,

and she's living on the streets of New York City in the rain,

and in a pile of cardboard with her dog,

who is a Chihuahua called Lady.

And another woman, she is a Native American lady.

She's much younger than the Black woman.

She's a Lakota-Sioux from Standing Rock in North Dakota.

She comes across this woman.

She stops, talks to her, comforts her,

gathers her up and brings her here to the bar

so that we can all help to look after her.

Okay, that's the story of this song.

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Does everybody in the bar feel pain?

♪ Yeah, sure, they do

♪ Is everybody in the bar a little maimed?

♪ Yeah, both me and you

♪ We traded in the family farm for snake oil

♪ Bought into the carpetbagger's lies

♪ Now we're hanging on this cross

♪ With these feelings of loss

♪ Just watching the liberty boat sail on by

♪ Does everybody in the bar feel shame?

♪ Lord knows I do

♪ I guess we all feel pretty much the same

♪ Kind of wore out by this crazy fucking zoo

♪ The smell of napalm with cornflakes

♪ And the chafe of killing everything that breathes

♪ Imposing sanctions on the lady down the street

♪ 'Til she takes the hint And packs her bags and leaves

♪ Come on in here, sister

♪ And sit a spell

♪ You are most welcome in the bar

♪ We may seem few but we are many

♪ Have you been traveling far?

♪ The girl who brought you in here

♪ Is Lakota

♪ From Standing Rock Where they made their stand

♪ So from Fort Yates North Dakota

♪ Here's a message for the man ♪

(SINGING WORDS ON SCREEN)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Well, thank you.

Right.

We're now gonna turn back the clock.

We're gonna drift back through the mists of time

to an earlier age

when I was singing my songs in a different band.

(HAVE A CIGAR PLAYING)

♪ Come in here, dear boy

♪ Have a cigar you're gonna go far

♪ Fly high, you're never gonna die

♪ Gonna make it if you try

♪ They're gonna love you

♪ Well, I've always had deep respect

♪ And I mean that most sincerely

♪ The band is just fantastic

♪ That is really what I think

♪ Oh, by the way which one's Pink?

♪ And let me tell you the name of the game, boy

♪ We call it riding the gravy train

♪ We're just knocked out

♪ We heard about the sell-out

♪ You gotta get an album out

♪ You owe it to the people

♪ We're so happy we can hardly count

♪ Everybody else is just green

♪ Have you seen the chart?

♪ It's a hell of a start It could be made into a monster

♪ If we all pull together as a team

♪ And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?

♪ We call it riding the gravy train ♪

(GUITAR SOLO PLAYING)

(SONG ENDS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(PLAYING WISH YOU WERE HERE)

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ So, so you think you can tell

♪ Heaven from hell?

♪ Blue skies from pain?

♪ Can you tell a green field

♪ From a cold steel rail?

♪ A smile from a veil?

♪ Do you think you can tell?

♪ Did they get you to trade

♪ Your heroes for ghosts?

♪ Hot ashes for trees?

♪ Hot air for a cool breeze?

♪ Cold comfort for change?

♪ And, did you exchange

♪ A walk-on part in the war

♪ For a lead role in a cage?

Sing with me.

♪ How I wish how I wish you were here

♪ We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl

♪ Year after year

♪ Runnin' over the same old ground

♪ What have we found?

♪ The same old fears

♪ I wish that you were here ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND PLAYING)

♪ Nobody knows where you are

♪ How near or how far

♪ Shine on you crazy diamond

♪ Pile on many more layers

♪ And I'll be joining you there

♪ Shine on you crazy diamond

♪ And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph

♪ Sail on the steel breeze

♪ Come on, you boy child You winner and loser

♪ Come on, you miner For truth and delusion

♪ And shine ♪

(SAXOPHONE SOLO PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SHEEP PLAYING)

(VOCALIZING)

♪ Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away

♪ Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

♪ You better watch out There may be dogs about

♪ I've looked over Jordan I have seen

♪ Things are not what they seem

♪ That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real

♪ Meek and obedient You follow the leader

♪ Down well-trodden corridors Into the valley of steel

♪ What a surprise

♪ A look of terminal shock in your eyes

♪ Now things are really what they seem

♪ No, this is no bad dream

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(IN ROBOTIC VOICE) ♪ The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want

♪ He makes me down to lie

♪ Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by

♪ With bright knives He releaseth my soul

♪ He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places

♪ He converteth me to lamb cutlets

♪ For lo, He hath great power and great hunger

♪ When cometh the day we lowly ones

♪ Through quiet reflection and great dedication

♪ Master the art of karate Lo, we shall rise up

♪ And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water

(REGULAR VOICE) ♪ Bleating and babbling

♪ We fell on his neck with a scream

♪ Wave upon wave of demented avengers

♪ March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream

♪ Have you heard the news?

♪ Dogs are dead!

♪ You better stay home And do as you're told

♪ Get out of the road if you want to grow old ♪

(GUITAR SOLO PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(CROWD CLAMORING)

(IN THE FLESH PLAYING)

♪ So ya thought ya Might like to go to the show

♪ To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow

♪ I've got some bad news for you, sunshine

♪ Pink isn't well He stayed back at the hotel

♪ And they sent us along as a surrogate band

♪ We're gonna find out where you folks really stand

♪ Are there any queers in the theater tonight?

♪ Get up against the wall

♪ Against the wall!

♪ There's one in the spotlight He don't look right to me

♪ Get him up against the wall

♪ Against that wall

♪ That one looks Jewish! And that one's a coon!

♪ Who let all of this riff-raff into the room?

♪ There's one smoking a joint

♪ And another one's got spots!

♪ If I had my way

♪ I'd have all of you shot! ♪

♪ Shot!

♪ It only takes one...

♪ Hiroshima, yeah ♪

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Are there any paranoids

in the arena tonight?

This is for you.

It's called Run Like Hell.

(RUN LIKE HELL PLAYING)

We should clap.

(CROWD CLAPPING)

What...

Louder!

Follow me.

All together, now!

Enjoy yourselves.

Steal from the poor!

Give only to the oligarchs!

What?

They are our leaders.

Follow me.

♪ Run

♪ Run, run, run, run

♪ Run, run

♪ 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!

♪ Run!

♪ Run, run, run

♪ Run, run, run, run ♪

♪ Run, run, run, run

♪ You better run all day

♪ And run all night

♪ Keep your dirty feelings deep inside

♪ And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight

♪ You better park the car well out of sight

♪ Cause 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! ♪

Run!

Follow me.

First we have a nation!

CROWD: Hammer!

Hammer!

Then we change the law!

Hammer!

Then no more election after we change the law!

I accept.

CROWD: Hammer! -Run!

CROWD: Hammer!

Hammer!

We can rule the world!

(MEN SPEAKING)

(GUN FIRING)

(BOMB EXPLODES)

Nope.

♪ I wanna go home

♪ Take off this uniform ♪

(CROWD CHEERS)

We love you, Roger!

WATERS: Well, I love you too.

Or else we wouldn't be here.

And I certainly wouldn't have stopped the show.

Yesterday, there was an aggressive piece

in The Jerusalem Post.

The writer objects to the juxtaposition of the names

Anne Frank and Shireen Abu Akleh

during my song The Powers That Be,

which you all saw earlier tonight.

I stand by the inclusion

and the juxtaposition

of Anne Frank

and Shireen Abu Akleh's names

in this show.

They are both my sisters.

They were both murdered by the state.

And like all victims of state violence,

they must be remembered.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SOMBER SYNTH MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERS)

Julian Assange.

(DEJA VU PLAYING)

♪ If I had been God

♪ I would have rearranged the veins in the face

♪ To make them more resistant to alcohol

♪ Less prone to aging

♪ If I had been God

♪ I would have sired many sons

♪ And I would not have suffered

♪ The Romans to kill even one of them

♪ If I had been God

♪ With my staff and my rod

♪ If I had been given the nod

♪ I believe

♪ I could have done a better job

♪ And if I were a drone

♪ Patrolling foreign skies

♪ With my electronic eyes

♪ For guidance

♪ And the element of surprise

♪ I would be afraid

♪ To find someone home

♪ Maybe a woman at a stove

♪ Baking bread

♪ Making rice o r just boiling down some bones

♪ If I were a drone

♪ Lay down

♪ Jerusalem

♪ Lay your burden down

♪ Lay down

♪ Jerusalem

♪ Lay your burden down

♪ The temple's in ruins

♪ The bankers get fat

♪ The buffalo's gone

♪ And the mountain's flat

♪ The trout in the streams are all hermaphrodite

♪ You lean to the left but you vote to the right

♪ And it feels like

♪ Deja vu

♪ The sun goes down

♪ And I'm still missing you

♪ Counting the cost

♪ Of love that got lost

♪ And under my Gulf Stream in circular pools

♪ There's ninety-nine cents worth of drunkards and fools

(GUITAR SOLO PLAYING)

♪ If I had been God

♪ I would not have chosen anyone

♪ I would have laid even hand

♪ On all my children everyone

♪ Would have been content

♪ To forgo Ramadan and Lent

♪ Time better spent

♪ In the company

♪ Of friends breaking bread

♪ And mending nets

(CROWD CHEERING)

(IS THIS THE LIFE WE REALLY WANT? PLAYING)

♪ The goose has gotten fat

♪ On caviar

♪ And fancy bars

♪ And subprime loans

♪ And broken homes

♪ Is this the life?

♪ Is this the holy grail?

♪ It's not enough that we succeed

♪ We still need others to fail

♪ Fear

♪ Fear drives the mills of modern man

♪ Fear

♪ Keeps us all in line

♪ Fear of all those foreigners

♪ Fear of all their crimes

♪ Is this the life

♪ We really want

♪ Want

♪ It surely must be so

♪ For this is a democracy

♪ And what we all say goes

(VOICES CLAMORING)

♪ And every time a student is run over by a tank

♪ And every time our taxes go to bailing out a bank

♪ Every time a Russian bride is advertised for sale

♪ And every time a journalist

♪ Is left to rot in jail

♪ Every time

♪ A young girl's life is casually spent

♪ And every time a nincompoop

♪ Becomes the president

♪ Every time a Black man dies reaching for his keys

♪ And every time that Greenland falls in the fucking sea

♪ It's because all of us

♪ The Blacks and whites

♪ Chicanos, Asians

♪ Every type of ethnic group

♪ Even folks from Guadeloupe

♪ The old, the young toothless hags

♪ Supermodels

♪ Actors, fags bleeding hearts

♪ Football stars, men in bars

♪ Washerwomen

♪ Tailors, tarts

♪ Grandmas, grandpas uncles, aunts

♪ Friends, relations

♪ Homeless tramps

♪ Clerics

♪ Truckers

♪ Cleaning ladies

♪ Ants

♪ Maybe not ants ♪

MAN: Why not ants?

♪ Well, because it's true

♪ The ants don't have enough IQ

♪ To differentiate between the pain

♪ That other people feel

♪ And well, for instance

♪ Cutting leaves

♪ Or crawling across window sills

♪ In search of open treacle tins

♪ So like the ants are we just dumb?

♪ Is that why we don't feel or see?

♪ Or are we all just numbed out

♪ On reality TV?

♪ So every time

♪ The curtain falls

♪ Every time the curtain falls

♪ On some forgotten life

♪ It is because we all stood by

♪ Silent and indifferent

♪ It's normal! ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

(MONEY PLAYING)

♪ Money

♪ Get away

♪ Get a good job with more pay

♪ And you're okay

♪ Money

♪ It's a gas

♪ Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash

♪ New car, caviar, four-star daydream

♪ Think I'll buy me a football team

♪ Money

♪ Get back

♪ I'm all right, Jack

♪ Keep your hands off of my stack

♪ Money

♪ It's a hit

♪ Don't give me that do goody-good bullshit

♪ I'm in the high-fidelity first-class travelling set

♪ And I think I need a Learjet

♪ I think I need a Learjet

(SAXOPHONE SOLO PLAYING)

(PLAYING GUITAR SOLO)

♪ Money

♪ It's a crime

♪ Share it fairly But don't take a slice of my pie

♪ Money

♪ So they say

♪ Is the root of all evil today

♪ But if you ask for a rise

♪ It's no surprise that they're giving none away

♪ Away

-♪ Away -♪ Away

♪ Away

-♪ Away -♪ Away

♪ Away ♪

MAN: I certainly was in the right.

WOMAN: Yeah, I was definitely in the right.

That geezer was cruisin' for a bruisin.

MAN 1: Yes, absolutely in the right.

MAN 2: I certainly was in the right.

I don't know, I was really drunk at the time.

MAN 1: Yeah.

MAN 3: It came to a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out.

(US AND THEM PLAYING)

♪ Us

♪ Us, us, us

♪ Us

♪ And them

♪ And after all

♪ We're only

♪ Ordinary men

♪ Men, men, men

♪ Me

♪ And 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

♪ And blue

♪ Blue, blue, blue

♪ And who knows which is which

♪ And who is who? ♪

I do.

I know.

I fucking know.

♪ Up ♪

♪ Up, up, up

♪ And down

♪ And in the end

♪ It's only round and round

♪ And 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 ♪

MAN: So like, if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock.

He got off light 'cause I could've given him a thrashin'.

I only hit him once!

It's only a difference in...

(SAXOPHONE SOLO PLAYING)

♪ Down

♪ Down, down, down

♪ And out

♪ Out, out, out

♪ It can't be helped

♪ But there's a lot of it about

♪ With

♪ Without

♪ And who'll deny

♪ It's what the fighting's all about?

♪ All about, all about

♪ Out of the way

♪ It's a busy day

♪ And I've got things on my mind

♪ For want of the price

♪ Of tea and a slice

♪ The old man died

(ANY COLOUR YOU LIKE PLAYING)

(BRAIN DAMAGE PLAYING)

♪ The lunatic

♪ Is on the grass

♪ The lunatic

♪ Is on the grass

♪ Remembering games

♪ And daisy chains and laughs

♪ Got to keep the loonies on the path

♪ The lunatic is in the hall

♪ The lunatics are in my hall

♪ The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

♪ And every day the paper boy brings more

♪ And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

♪ And if there is no room upon the hill

♪ And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too

♪ I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

♪ The lunatic is in my head

♪ You raise the blade

♪ You make the change

♪ You rearrange me 'til I'm sane

♪ You lock the door and throw away the key

♪ There's someone in my head but it's not me

♪ And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear

♪ You shout and no one seems to hear

♪ And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

♪ I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

(MAN LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

♪ All that you touch

♪ And all that you see

♪ All that you taste

♪ All you feel

♪ All that you love

♪ And all that you hate

♪ All you distrust

♪ And all you save

♪ All that you give

♪ All you give

♪ And all that you deal

♪ All that you buy

♪ Beg, borrow or steal

♪ And all you create

♪ And all you destroy

♪ All you destroy

♪ All that you do

♪ And all that you say

♪ All that you eat

♪ And everyone you meet

♪ Everyone you meet

♪ All that you slight

♪ And everyone you fight

♪ All that is now

♪ And all that is gone

♪ All that is gone

♪ All that's to come

♪ And everything under the sun is in tune

♪ But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

(VOCALIZING)

♪ All you create

♪ And all you destroy

♪ All that you do

♪ And all that you say

♪ All that you eat

♪ And everyone you meet

♪ Everyone you meet

♪ All that you slight

♪ And everyone you fight

♪ All that is now

♪ And all that is gone

All that is gone

♪ All that's to come

♪ And everything under the sun is in tune

♪ But the sun is eclipsed by the moon ♪

(SONG ENDS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Wow.

It's been such an enormous pleasure being in the bar,

with all of you, here this evening.

I can't tell you how much we've enjoyed that, me and the band.

And while we're doing this, while we're in the mood,

can we have a huge one of these

for my circus family, my crew who come in,

and they build this thing every time we do a gig.

They are remarkable. Thank you, guys.

And while we're about it, there's a lot of local people

helping us in here tonight, so I want to thank them as well.

Thank you very much.

All of you.

We are going to do a couple of more songs.

We're going to do a song of the very last album,

that I made with Pink Floyd, which was back in, I think, '83,

and the album was called The Final Cut.

Well, thank you.

And the song we're going to do off it

is called Two Suns in the Sunset.

It's not a very happy song, but it's very appropriate,

and emphasize, for us all at the moment,

because we are in greater danger

than any group of people have ever been in the whole history

of this small, beautiful planet that we call home.

This is the most dangerous time, so we should pay attention.

So, if you're down at the pub one night,

and you've run into your president,

or prime minister, or whatever you've got here at the moment,

please, please, please, tap him or her

on the shoulder and say, "Oi, go down to the bar,

"with all the other heads of state and explain this to them.

"The people who live on this planet

"do not want you to keep an arsenal of nuclear weapons.

"We want to get rid of them all. So please go and do it."

Yeah. I mean, apart from anything else,

they're incredibly expensive, and we could use

that dosh for other things.

We could look after the old lady on the street in New York for a start.

Or maybe we could educate our children

or have a health service or blah or blah or blah.

All of those things are more valuable

than nuclear warheads, which have no value at all.

I'll stop shouting.

So, I'm gonna stamp my foot,

and I've got a good friend under the stage,

and he's gonna press a button.

And you will hear the doomsday clock starting to tick.

Because it's part of the sound effect for the rhythm of the song.

(CLOCK TICKING)

(TWO SUNS IN THE SUNSET PLAYING)

♪ In my rearview mirror The sun is going down

♪ Sinking behind bridges in the road

♪ I think of all the good things That we have left undone

♪ I suffer premonitions

♪ Confirm suspicions

♪ Of the holocaust to come

♪ The rusty wire that holds the cork

♪ That keeps the anger in

♪ Gives way and suddenly it's day again

♪ The sun is in the east

♪ Even though the day is done

♪ Two suns in the sunset

♪ Could be the human race is run

♪ Like the moment when the brakes lock

♪ And you slide towards the big truck

♪ You stretch the frozen moments with your fear

♪ And you'll never hear their voices

♪ And you'll never see their faces

♪ You have no recourse to the law anymore

♪ And as the windshield melts

♪ And your tears evaporate

♪ Leaving only charcoal to defend

♪ Finally I understand

♪ The feelings of the few

♪ Ashes and diamonds

♪ Foe and friend

♪ We were all equal in the end

♪ We were all equal in the end

♪ We were all equal in the end ♪

(SAXOPHONE SOLO PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you. Okay.

This is the moment that some of us have been waiting for.

We're back in the bar.

All right. This time we are all going to have a drink.

What would be really nice now would be if you all came up on stage

and stood around the piano.

But there is, sadly, not room.

So, what we're going to do instead,

is Amanda and Shanay,

and Jon, and Robert, and Dave,

and Joey, and Seamus, and Jonathan,

and Gus and I are going to raise our glasses to all of you,

and thank you for being such a great audience tonight.

Now I'm gonna cheers you.

All right, so, here you go...

Cheers!

Everybody!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Wow.

All right. Before we get to sing this other verse of The Bar,

I have to mention three names.

The first name is Bob Dylan.

Yeah!

And I'll tell you why.

Because back in 1966,

Bob Dylan made a great album called Blonde on Blonde.

It was a double album, it was a double vinyl album,

and Side 4 was a long, incredibly beautiful ballad,

called Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands.

And I'm not ashamed to say

that it crept into my head when I was writing this verse.

And so I stole some of the lyrics.

Well, I didn't steal them exactly, but I used them.

So I've used the words "sad", "eyed", and "lady",

and "big", "brass", and "bed".

Any of you who know the song will know what I'm talking about.

So, Bob, thank you.

Anyone, if you run into Bob, could you say, "Roger says thank you"?

Okay? All right. That's Bob.

And "the sad-eyed lady" in this song is my wife, Kamilah.

She is the rock upon which I lean.

(CROWD CHEERS) Yeah. Well, thank you.

I think she's actually here tonight, so she'll hear you if you do that.

Thanks, babe.

Wherever you are.

She's not sad-eyed all the time.

But she is some of the time, because, like a lot of you,

maybe all of you, she has a lot of empathy for others.

She cares deeply about all her brothers and sisters,

all over the world, whatever their ethnicity

or religion or nationality.

And sometimes they're not always as well off as we all are.

All right, so she gets a bit sad.

So that's my sad-eyed lady who this song is to.

And then the third name is John.

John is my big brother. He's two years older than me.

When I say he is, he was two years older than me.

He died last year.

Suddenly. And I don't want to go into that.

Obviously, we miss him deeply,

but he's in this song,

and he's in this song from a time when he was really little.

Not as little as I was, because he was two years older,

and it makes a huge difference when you're really little.

So, this is for Bob Dylan,

my lovely wife, Kamilah,

and my brother John. All right, so here we go.

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ You are my sad-eyed lady

♪ Come lay across my big brass bed

♪ Maybe it is we who have been chosen you and me

♪ To point out this don't make no fuckin' sense

♪ How many cannonballs must fly, Bob?

♪ How long and winding is the road?

♪ How many children pulling on how many mother's sleeves?

♪ Saying, "Look, Ma The man ain't got no fucking clothes"

♪ When I was born My brother used to sit

♪ On my daddy's lap when he was home on leave

♪ Daddy'd smoke a cigarette

♪ And sometimes as a jest

♪ He'd blow smoke rings up my big brother's sleeve

♪ "More fire, Daddy" My big brother would shout

♪ At least that's how the story has survived

♪ I was mercifully spared

♪ The memories that they shared

♪ As I was only five months old when Daddy died

♪ Gonna call up a friend in Australia

♪ And order in some bush tucker snacks

♪ And dance here with you to the didgeridoo

♪ And listen while you sing me all the maps

♪ Is that a falcon in the distance?

♪ Are we heading for the rocks?

♪ Come sit here by the fireside And hold me in your arms

♪ And tell me, how was life

♪ Before the cops

♪ All alone, or in twos

♪ The ones who really love you

♪ Walk up and down

♪ Outside the wall

♪ Some hand in hand

♪ Some gathered together in bands

♪ The bleeding hearts

♪ And the artists make their stand

♪ And when they've given you their all

♪ Some stagger and fall

♪ After all it's not easy

♪ Hanging your heart

♪ Against some mad bugger's wall ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

Amanda Belair!

Shanay Johnson!

Jon Carin!

Gus Seyffert!

Seamus Blake!

Dave Kilminster!

Robert Walter!

Jonathan Wilson!

And Joey Waronker!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Come on, keep going, boys, I'm right behind you.

What a wonderful bunch of men and women.

We'll do one more of this, I think.

Once more, with feeling!

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SONG ENDS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

-Shall we run through? -Yeah.

I think that's the most useful thing...

Nice guitar, by the way. Fuckin' hell.

I mean, that is very rock and roll.

It should be against the law, this thing.

♪ No! Don't think I'll need anything at all ♪

You guys are doing the same thing, and then you're doing one part.

See, I've been doing the...

I've been just doing the lead up high just off mic...

But I can sing something else if you want.

I've been doing the lower harmony, but in the bathroom before the show.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Hello. Excuse me.

Nothing frightens me.

Is this the bathroom?

Tell us when you're ready. It's Tuesday.

I don't want to.

(MAN 1 LAUGHING) MAN 2: Everybody's a goddamn critic.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

She's laughing at me.

WOMAN: You got a pick on your shoe. -I know that.

WOMAN: All right, well, just making sure you know.

♪ Hammer, hammer, hammer

♪ Hammer, hammer ♪

The output, take the two and three.

But before that, stick it between those two...

This is where we make theater, darling. I know.

It's very light repertory. Used to be in the old days.

After the war. Isn't it, Bob?

We're fucking good.

(LAUGHS)

Yeah.

JOEY: Roger? -What?

JOEY: Can I try coming in at the very top? I can do that now.

JOEY: It's Joey. -I know who you are, Joey.

Christ, do you think I can't tell the difference

between a drummer and a musician?

MAN: Ooh!

♪ We're gonna find out where you folks really stand ♪

Shall we do a soundcheck at all? What do you think, Gus?

Occupier of the higher stratospheres of our atmosphere?

GUS: Yeah, well, let's do a sound check, I think, yeah.

The oracle has spoken.

Doctor, when you've finished that, could you remove my sense of humor?

It's getting in the way of normal life.