The Trial (Live Earl´s Court, London, England, 06.08.80) (исполнитель: Pink Floyd)
Good morning, 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 [bad word] 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? Crazy, Toys in the attic I am crazy, [bad word] gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away. Crazy, toys in the attic he is crazy. You little [bad word] 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 honour, Him and Me, alone. [bad word] 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 honour, 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 Incontrivertable, 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 penaltie of law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! "Hey Judge! [bad word] on him!" Since, my friend, you have revealed your Deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers. Tear down the wall!