The Bar (song)

16 oktober 2023

Song van Roger Waters, uitgebracht in 2021. Voor het eerst live gespeeld tijdens zijn “This Is Not A Drill Tour 2022”


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 the cornflakes
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
Would you kindly get the fuck out off our land

The Bar (Reprise)

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 tugging on how many mothers’ sleeves
Saying, look ma, the man ain’t got no fucking clothes
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 foghorn 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

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