To Kill The Child

11 januari 2019

To Kill The Child


Lyrics/Muziek: Roger Waters

Dit nummer is samen metLeaving Beirut, geschreven in 2004 als reactie op de oorlog in Irak en andere incidenten. Zij zijn de eerste nieuwe nummers van Roger Waters sinds de release van Flickering Flame.

De twee nummers waren vanaf het begin alleen beschikbaar voor aankoop via de officiële download partners van Sony Music. In december werden ze uitgebracht op een Japanse limited edition cd-single.

Roger Waters – zang, gitaar, bas en keyboards
Graham Broad – Drums
Andy Fairweather Low – Gitaar
Katie Kissoon – zang
Carol Kenyon – zang
PP Arnold – zang

Geproduceerd door Roger Waters en Nick Griffiths
Ontworpen door Nick Griffiths
Gemasterd in Hilton Grove
Gefotografeerd door David Silverman (toestemming Getty Images)
Kunstwerk door Hudson Wright

vrijgegeven voor digitale download: 7 september 2004.
Uitgebracht op Japanse limited edition CD-single 20 december 2004.


The child lay
In the starlit night
Safe in the glow of his Donald Duck light
How strange to choose to take a life
How strange to choose to kill a child
Hoover, Blaupunkt, Nissan Jeep
Nike, Addidas, Lacoste and cheaper brands
Cadillac, Amtrak, gasoline, diesel
Our standard of living, could this be a reason
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child

Allah, Jehovah, Buddah, Christ
Confucius and Kali and reds, beans and rice
Goujons of sole, ris de veau, ham hocks
Lox bagels and bones and commandments in stone
The Bible, Koran, Shinto, Islam
Prosciutto, risotto, falafel and ham
Is it dogma, doughnuts, ridicule faith
Fear of the dark, or shame or disgrace
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child

It’s cold in the desert
And the space is too big
The rope is too short
And the walls are too thick
I will show you no weakness
I will mock you in song
Berate and deride you
Belittle and chide you
Beat you with sticks
And bulldoze your home
You can watch my triumphant procession to Rome
Best seat in the house
Up there on the cross
Is it anger or envy, profit or loss
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child

Take this child and hold him closely
Keep him safe from the holy reign of terror
Take this child hold him closely
Take this child to the moral high ground
Where he can look down on the bigots and bully boys
Slugging it out in the yard

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