Filmen The Wall

For any non-Danish-speaking-readers : The complete lyrics and dialog from the movie are found further down on this side

Til dem der forstår dansk er teksterne og dialogen også at finde på denne side og jeg mener at have fået dem 100% rigtige. Har du en anden mening - så tager du fejl (men kontakt mig endelig).
Det der står til højre er "lydkulisserne". (Nogle af dem står med blåt - det er dem fra det evindelige fjernsyn.)
Ved hver sangtitel står der hvem det er der synger. Når der står både Waters og Gilmour, er det som bekendt fordi de skiftes til at synge. Enten et vers hver eller en linie hver som i Run Like Hell.

Set i det store hele er det her en stor musikvideo, selv om de næppe ville finde på at sende den i MTV's primetime. Det er ikke meget dialog der er i filmen.
Så Alan Parker har bare kørt pladen i baggrunden da han lavede filmen.....
Helt så enkel er lydkulissen dog ikke. Der er ændret visse numre :
"When the Tigers Broke Free"var ikke på pladen overhovedet.
Et enkelt nummer er så i stedet udgået : "Hey You".
Bob Geldof synger på "In the Flesh ?", "In the Flesh" og "Stop"
"Mother" er fuldstændigt ændret. Teksten er den velkendte fra pladen, men musikken er meget anderledes.
"Empty Spaces" er et meget længere nummer. De tekster vi længe havde kunnet læse på pladens innercover bliver nu sunget.
"Don't Leave Me now" mangler første vers.
"Waiting for the Worms" er også barberet ned. Alt det racistiske og fascistiske er fjernet, så kun halvdelen af sangen er tilbage. Hvorfor forstår jeg ikke. Billedsiden af filmen viser stadig den racistiske og fascistiske Pink, der med hans tilhængere ikke kan ses som andet end en flok nynazistiske bøller.

Som bekendt er der på DVD-film altid ekstra materiale - det gælder også denne film. Lad mig starte med at rose de animerede menuer, der med ægte Pink Floyd musikbrudstykker får det til gyse dejligt, første gang man ser det.
Udover det kan man, som i mange andre film, høre kommentarer samtidig med at man ser filmen. Her er det Waters og Gerald Scarfe der sammen sidder og sludrer. Man skal virkelig være interesseret i filmen og Waters for at sidde og høre på dét. Os ægte Floyd fans kan dog lære en del sjove ting på den måde :
Her fortæller Waters b.la. om at hans far døde under anden verdenskrig, hvor han som "Second leftennant of the Royal Fusiliers", blev overrasket af tyskerne, da tyskerne besluttede at drive de allierede ud i havet og generobre Anzio-brohovedet. Som det siges i "When the Tigers Broke Free" døde alle sammen fra Company-C. Nåja, det vidste alle ægte Floyd fans da godt, men jeg lærte at det foregik i februar måned - og så er det jo sjovt at få oplysningerne direkte fra grisens tryne.

Waters indrømmer gerne at historien er meget selvbiografisk, men f.eks. er den scene i starten med Pink der sidder med cigaretten, en oplevelse Waters havde med Syd Barrett, da han var langt ude i tovene.
Og det der med at barbere sit hår og øjenbryn af er også inspireret af Barrett
Scenen hvor Pink smadrer hotelværelset er fra en oplevelse med Roy Harper, der gik amok ved en Knebworth festival og smadrede Floyds campingvogn totalt, fordi han manglede sit scenekostume (Det var vist ikke det eneste han manglede) Det var velsagtens "Have a Cigar" han skulle synge sammen med Pink Floyd...

De optøjer der ses under "In the Flesh?" er noget Floyd kom ud for i Los Angels, under Animals Touren. Politiet havde set sig sure på det rockband, der havde besluttet at holde koncert midt inde i byen. Så der blev foretaget massearrestationer og der blev, som det ses, en del kampe mellem politi og koncertgæsterne. Sagen fik selvfølgelig et retsligt efterspil for politiet - sådan skal man sgu ikke behandle fredelige Floyd fans !!
Den dybere mening fra Waters side med disse scener er at drage en sammenligning mellem et rock-publikum og soldater i krig. For mig kan den sammenligning godt være lidt svær at fatte, men så må man kigge lidt på Waters udtalelser i forbindelse med hans Flickering Flame album.

Det hele startede da Floyd var på turnee efter Animals. Sjovt nok hed den tour "In the Flesh". Floyds succes var steget Waters til hovedet. Forstået på den måde at han havde svært ved at kapere dét med at Floyd pludselig spillede i store fodboldstaioner, i stedet for små klubber, som de gjorde før "Dark Side". det hele kulminerede under en koncert i Montreal, hvor Waters så sig selv som en diktator og publikum som kvæg. Han vinkede en ung fan op til sig, og så spyttede han ham i hovedet.Læs Waters egne ord her, fra "Flickering Flame"

Den sang der indleder filmen er Vera Lynn, der som bekendt også er en vigtig del af netop nummeret Vera. Et nummer der hentyder til hendes sang

"we'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when, but I know we'll meet again, some sunny day,"

Oprindeligt havde Waters tænkt filmen som en blanding af Gerald Scarfes animationer og live optagelser. Heldigvis kom Alan Parker ind i billedet, og som den store Floyd fan og enorme filminstruktør han er, havde han større planer for filmen. Han ønskede ikke noget dialog i filmen men ville i stedet lade musikken fortælle historien. Waters og Parker var meget uenige om mange ting, men til alt held (for både Parker og alle os andre) tog Waters på 6 ugers ferie, hvor Parker så fik lavet det meste af filmen. der kom aldrig scener med fra Floyds liveoptrædener, hvilket jeg da må give Parker ret i, havde været ret så malplaceret.

When the Tigers Broke Free (Vers 1) Waters

It was just before dawn
one miserable morning in black '44
when the forward commander was told to sit tight
when he asked that his men be withdrawn.
And the generals gave thanks
as the other ranks held back the enemy tanks for a while
and the Anzio bridgehead was held for the prize of a few hundred ordinary lives.

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That space cadet glow.
Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine?
Is this not what you expected to see?
If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes
You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise.

Momma loves her baby
And daddy loves you too.
And the sea may look warm to you babe
and the sky may look blue.
Ooooh Baby
Ooooh baby blue
Oooooh babe.

If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet.
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
With your fear flowing out behind you
As you claw the thin ice.

Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, what d'ya leave behind for me?!?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.

And kind old king George
send Mother a note
when he heard that father was gone.
It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll
with gold leaf and all.
And I found it one day
in a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.
And my eyes still grow damp to remember
His Majesty signed with his own rubber stamp....

It was dark all around
there was frost in the ground
when the tigers broke free
and no-one survived from
The Royal Fusiliers Company C.
They where all left behind
most of them dead
the rest of them dying.
And that's how the High Command
took my Daddy from me!

"Goodbye Blue Sky" Gilmour

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the
promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath the clear blue sky?

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on.

Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.

"Wait for me Pinky, you rotten bleeder."
"They're live bullets, aren't they ?"
"I don't know"
"Come on Tubs. Its great down in the tunnel."
"Don't you think it'd be dangerous Pinky ?"
"No don't be daft."
" "You all right Tubbs ?"
"Yeah. Hurt me knee a bit"
"Come on!"
"Nah, it's too dangerous. We'll wait for the train."
"Gimme the torch"
"Pinky here comes the train. Get of the line you bloody idiot, here it comes"
"Pinky get of the line, here it comes! Get of the line!"
"You! You! Yes, you! Stand still laddie!"

When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children in any way they could
By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
And exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids

"What have we here laddie ?
Mysterious scibblings ? A secret code ?
No ! Poems no less.
Poems everybody ! The lad here reckons himself a poet."
"Money gets back. I'm all right Jack. Keep your hands of my stack."
"New car, caviar, four star day dream, think I'll buy me a football team"
"Absolute rubbish laddie. Get on with your work!
Repeat after me : An acre is the area of
a rectangle whose length is one furlong
and whose width is one chain.

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.

"Another Brick in the Wall part 2" Waters,Gilmour og Islington Green School Choir

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.

Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! 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.

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Oooh aah, Mother should I build the wall?

Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
ooh aah, mother am I really dying ?

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.
Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mother's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama's gonna keep baby cosy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mamma's gonna help build the wall.

Mother do you think she's good enough -- for me?
Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Oooh ma, Mother will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you.
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby ooh baby,
You'll always be baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?

What shall we use
to fill the empty spaces
where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across this sea of faces
in search of more and more applause ?

Shall we buy a new guitar ?
Shall we drive a more powerful car ?
Shall we work straight through the night ?
Shall we get into fights ?
Leave the lights on ?
Drop bombs ?
Do tours of the East ?
Contract diseases ?
Bury bones ?
Break up homes ?
Send flowers by phone ?
Take to drink ?
Go to shrinks ?
Give up meat ?
Rarely sleep ?
Keep people as pets ?
Train dogs ?
Race rats ?
Fill the attic with cash ?
Bury treasure ?
Store up leisure ?
But never relax at all
with our backs to the wall ?

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

Will some woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

"Oh my God! What a fabulous room!"
"When are we going to get something to fly ?"
"Are all these your guitars?"
"They're sending the first batch of Lancs tomorrow"
"Now these are the first dropping tests at the Chesil beach near Weymouth."
"Here comes the Wellington.
Mutt Summers is the pilot, and I'm working the release gear."
"God;"
"In a moment you'll see the bombs."
"This place is bigger than our whole apartment!"
"That makes the ten they promised us to get started with
Have them flown and tested tomorrow.
We can begin this afternoon dividing the crews into flights. The first job will be to fly over every big lake in England and Wales and photograph them"
"Lakes!?"
"You like the tube, huh ?"
"Lakes."
"Crews are already in the briefing room."
"Can I get a drink of water?"
"Hello."
"Hello Mutt. This is wing commander Guy Gibson"
"Can I get you a drink of water ?"
"I'm glad you've come. My name is Barnes Wallis."
"I'll leave you to it. See you later"
"Right."
"Thanks a lot Mutt."
"Would you like to put these things down ? Here give me that."
"Thank you"
"I don't smoke, but there's sometimes a cigarette in here. Yes there we are."
"Oh wow, look at this tub. Do you wanna take bath?"
Well, here we are all together for the first time.
You're wondering what it's all about, and I can't tell you, cause I don't know myself.
But I do know it's a big thing and if it comes off..
"What are watching?"
"...it'll have results that may do quite a bit to shorten this war.
Discipline is going to be essential,"
"Hello?"
"and so is security."
"Hello?"
"It's unusual for a crowd like you to be formed into a new squadron.
So you are going to be talked about.
Rumors are flying already. But you've got to keep your mouths shut!"
"Are you feeling okay?..."

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of the dying man.
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older
and you have grown colder
and nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

Ooooh Babe.
Don't leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Ooooh Babe.
Don't leave me now.

How could you treat me this way?
Running away.
ooh Babe.
Why are you running away?
Oooooh Babe!
Oooooh Babe
Oooooh.
Oooooh

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.

Goodbye cruel world,
I'm leaving you today.
Goodbye,
Goodbye,
Goodbye.

Goodbye, all you people,
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind.
Goodbye

Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?

"Oh hello Gibson. I was wondering if you where here."
"I was watching from down there."
"Why didn't you come and watch with me here?"
"I knew how you must be feeling. I guessed you'd rather be alone."
"It's the devil; isn't it ?"
"Yes, 'its rather."
"It's most disappointing. I shall have to go all out on some modifications.
I wonder if I could ask you to do something ?"
"Of course. Anything I can."
Well, you see. It isn't only the structure of the bomb.
It's the trouble. It's in the bopping of it
We must lessen the force of the impact.
I asked you originally if you could fly in over water,
and drop the bomb at 150 feet."

I've got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.

I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I've got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
I've got electric light.
And I've got second sight.

I've got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you

I've got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I've got a silver spoon on a chain.
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.

I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.

I've got a pair of Go hills boots
and I got fading roots.

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?

Vera! Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?

Bring the boys back home.
Bring the boys back home.
Don't leave the children on their own, no, no.
Bring the boys back home.
Bring the boys back home.

Don't leave the children on their own, no, no.
Bring the boys back home.

"You can bet your boot it's gonna be something big."
"They say it's a special squadron to kidnap Hitler."
"Who's that big dark fellow by the table ?"
"Wrong! Do it again!"
"Time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock]
"Oh that's Young. Gibson's Second in command"
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Dinghy Young they call him, cause he always comes down
in the sea and paddles home in his rubber boat."

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.

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 will not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pin prick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.

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.

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion,
that space cadet glow - huh!
I've got some bad news for you sunshine,
Pink isn't well. He's, err, back at the hotel
And they sent us along as a surrogate band
Now, tonight we're gonna find out where you fans really stand.

Are there any queers in the audience tonight?
Get them up against the wall!------Get that one
There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right,
have him up against the wall!------Get that one
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 that one's got spots!
If I had my way,
I'd have all of you shot!

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better make your face up with 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 conch shell shatters
And the hammers batter down your door.
You'd better run.

Run, Run, Run, 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 girl friend out tonight
You'd 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.

"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!"

Aah , you cannot reach me now
Ooooh, no matter how you try
Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
Walk on by.

Waiting to cut out the deadwood.
Waiting to weed out the weaklings.
Waiting to smash in their windows
And kick in their doors.
Waiting for the final solution
To strengthen the strain.
Waiting to follow the worms.

Would you like to see Britannia
Rule again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms.

The Worms will convene outside Brixton Bus Station. We'll be moving
along at about 12 o'clock down Stockwell Road {..........} {Abbot's Road }
{.....} twelve minutes to three we'll be moving along Lambeth Road towards Vauxhall Bridge.
Now when we get to the other side of Vauxhall Bridge we're in
Westminster {Borough } area. It's quite possible we may encounter
some {.....} by the way we go. {... ..}."
Hammer. Hammer. Hammer. Hammer.

Stop. Stop.
I wanna go home
Take off this uniform
And leave the show.
But I'm waiting in this cell
Because I have to know.
Have I been guilty all this time?

Good morning, Worm your honor.
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 honor.
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?

Crazy,
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 have 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 honor,
Him and Me, alone.

Baaaaaaaaaabe!
Come to mother baby, let me hold you
In my arms.
M'lud I never wanted him to
Get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, your honor, let me take him home.

Crazy,
Over the rainbow, I am crazy,
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in.
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy.

The evidence before the court is
Incontrovertible, 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 penalties of law.
The way you made them suffer
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to defecate!

Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall!

All alone, or in two's,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.

And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.

Filmen The Wall

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