This day in music history.
September 9, 1944, Roger Waters was born on this day in Great Bookham, Cambridge. Along with Syd Barrett, Waters formed the band Pink Floyd. After Syd left the band Waters wrote almost everything (All the good stuff) including the all time biggest selling album Dark Side Of The Moon. Roger Waters last studio release (LP) was Amused To Death in 1992.
DLAK note: We miss you Roger, please come back. Its lonley here on the dark side.
Amused To Death by Roger Waters
Doctor Doctor, what is wrong with me This supermarket life is getting long
What is the half life of a color TV What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman Ooh western girl News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down He latches on to that symbol of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling The celebrity of the abused shell, the belle
Ooh western woman Ooh western girl Ooh western woman Ooh western girl
And the children on Melrose Strut their stuff Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley, warm and clean The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think No tears to cry All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath Bartender what is wrong with me? Why am I so out of breath?
The captain said excuse me ma'am This species has amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold We did as we were told
We bought and sold It was the greatest show on earth But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed We drove our racing cars We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars A keen-eyed look-outSpied a flickering light
Our last hurrah Our last hurrah And when they found our shadows Grouped 'round the TV sets
They ran down every lead They repeated every test They checked out all the data on their list
And then, the alien anthropologists Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason For our sad demise They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death No tears to cry, no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death.
DLAK note: We miss you Roger, please come back. Its lonley here on the dark side.
Amused To Death by Roger Waters
Doctor Doctor, what is wrong with me This supermarket life is getting long
What is the half life of a color TV What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman Ooh western girl News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down He latches on to that symbol of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling The celebrity of the abused shell, the belle
Ooh western woman Ooh western girl Ooh western woman Ooh western girl
And the children on Melrose Strut their stuff Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley, warm and clean The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think No tears to cry All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath Bartender what is wrong with me? Why am I so out of breath?
The captain said excuse me ma'am This species has amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold We did as we were told
We bought and sold It was the greatest show on earth But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed We drove our racing cars We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars A keen-eyed look-outSpied a flickering light
Our last hurrah Our last hurrah And when they found our shadows Grouped 'round the TV sets
They ran down every lead They repeated every test They checked out all the data on their list
And then, the alien anthropologists Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason For our sad demise They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death No tears to cry, no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death.
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