WALL goes up today

Impermeable, and bullet proof. This is the only way to go forward.

End of. No more. This is the time. I am no longer vulnerable. I am done. No more feeling. No more Sucker. Empathy is no longer an option. It has been sucked out of me today and I have learned. Finally, 30 years in the learning. Empathy has no value, but to make you weak and open to parasitical suffering and pain.

The foolish naive thinking, is now gone. I no longer need to champion for the underdog, because today, I realized that as soon as I got to a place where I could, that dog would take my fucking head off...with a vengence.

So, understandably, it is now every man for himself (so to speak)

Done.

I probably won't need to post here anymore, because, now that I have reached what I thought was my goal, my already known worst nightmares have been confirmed.

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?
Mother should I build the wall?
Mother should I run for president?
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Mother am I really dying?

Hush now baby, baby, dont 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 will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama'll help to build the wall.

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

Hush now baby, baby dont you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Mama wont 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 oooh baby,
You'll always be baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?

Pink Floyd
The Wall


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Submitted by wageslaveZ on Fri, 05/02/2008 - 14:15.

Mother is probably the most underated Floyd song out there with the exception of anything from the Animals album. When you get done building your wall, see if you can build a 700 mile one along the southern border of the States if you're feeling ambitious. Keep it evil.

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist growing
The water flowing
The endless river

(Pink Floyd: Any Colour You Like)