Another Look at The Wall
My friend Al (aka Syd) is a huge Pink Floyd fan.  He has more obscure recordings of their material than anyone on earth.  By far my favorite album in what I have heard of his collection is the demo recordings and alternate takes what eventually became Pink Floyd's masterpiece, The Wall.


Naturally, the music in this collection of early material is sub-par compared to the final album.  Most of the tracks are musically incomplete versions of what was to come.  However, the framework was mostly in place at the time these demos were recorded.

What is worth remarking upon here are the lyrics.  Many of the tracks have completely different versions of entire verses.  This isn't surprising given that Roger Waters, the driving force behind this album more than perhaps any other, was the group's primary lyricist and is to this day a notorious perfectionist.


About the lyrics

What follows are the lyrics from these recordings.  Some notes about the text:


In the Flesh?

Similar to album version.  Clever use of marching boots as percussion.

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to go to the show.
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That space cadet glow.
(I've got some bad news for you,
(Pink isn't well, he stayed home in his bed,
(And they've sent us with a surrogate band.
(We're gonna find out where you fans really stand.

The Thin Ice

Similar to album version except for multi-tracked vocals for strange effect.

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

(If you should go skating, boy
On the thin ice of modern life
(Paying attention to the house and the car
(and a trunk full of things for the wife.
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.


Another Brick in the Wall Part 1

Very similar to album version.

(Daddy's gone 'cross the ocean
(Leaving all her memories
(Just the taste of raw emotion
(Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?
Daddy, what'd'ja 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.
("You! Yes, you! You had to pinch it!  Stand still laddy!"

The Happiest Days of our Lives
When we grew up and went to school
(There was a certain teacher who would
Hurt the children in any way they could

 (By pouring his derision
Upon anything we did
And exposing every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids

(But in the town, it was well known
(When he got home at night, his fat and
(Psychopathic wife would thrash him
(Within inches of his lives.


Another Brick in the Wall Part 2

Much slower.  Music is almost same as final version of ABitW Pt. 1 on album.

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 (you're) just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

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.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

("Stand still laddy!" repeated without the bit about the pudding.)

Mother

Acoustic guitar less prominent in the mix, replaced by more droning keyboards and bass.

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?
Oooooh, Aaaah.  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?

(next verse is in new position in song)
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?
Much phasing/tremolo on the guitar (and other instruments!)
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 will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama's gonna help you build the wall.
Similar solo, but the underlying chords are phrased differently than in the final version.
(Oooh baby, baby don't you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.
(???unintelligible
(???unintelligible
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
(Mama's gonna clean up all your dreams.

Mother, did it need to be so high?


Goodbye Blue Sky

Very similar to final in most respects, even down to the ominous keyboard drones.

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 a clear blue sky?

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 a clear blue sky?

(The line "The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on" is absent.)
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.

Empty Spaces

Guitar part performed on keyboard.

What shall we use
To fill the empty spaces
Where we used to (w)alk?
How shall (we) fill
The final places?
How can (we) complete the wall.
Pt II

Less rocking, more subdued.

Shall we buy a new guitar
Shall we drive a more powerful car
Shall we work (right) through the night
Shall we get into fights
leave the lights on
(drop bombs in the East)
contract disease
and bury treasure
store on
the lights on
(drop bombs in the East)
contract disease
and bury treasure
store on leisure
but never relax at all

With our backs to the wall (repeat x8)


Young Lust

Cleaner rhythm guitar.  Distorted guitar chords replaced by a Rhodes piano part.  No vocals.  Solo also absent.


One of My Turns

*Roger(?) performs hotel room guitar part delivered on the album by the groupie.  Monologue continues through verses (very annoying!).  First part of track is otherwise identical (even the keyboard sound is same).  The "rocking" part is only the keyboard from first part; no other instruments.

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a 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. (Thank you!)
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?

(These lines above are absent.)
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

Don't Leave Me Now

Very similar.  As with other tracks, inflection on some vocal lines is slightly different.

Ooooh, babe
Don't leave me now.
Don't say it's the end of the road.
Remember the flowers I sent.
I need you, babe
To put through the shredder
In front of my friends
Ooooh Babe.
Don't leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you (no echo here)
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Ooooh Babe.
How could you treat me this way?
(Don't leave me now.
Running away.
I need you, Babe.
(Oooooh Babe!
Why are you running away?
Oooooh Babe!

Another Brick in the Wall Part 3

Overall similar sound with different mix of looped guitars.  Some guitar improv at one point.

(I don't need your tongue to cuts
(I don't need no drugs to calm me.
(I don't need your arms around me.
Don't think I need anything at all.
No! Don't think I'll need anything at all.
All in all your were another brick in the wall.
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.

Goodbye Cruel World

Noticeably different, but still similar melody throughout.

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

Goodbye cruel world,
There's nothing you can say
*(missing line)
Goodbye.
(Goodbye,
(Goodbye.


Hey You

Similar to album version.

(Verses are reversed)

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you (lik)e me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm (calling ya) home.

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
(Hey you, waiting in the line
(Do you worry all the time?
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Solo: much more intense.  Feels faster than original.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
(of the chain)

Hey you, (out there on) the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.


Is There Anybody Out There?

Three versions were recorded.

Version #1 - Vocal segment skipped entirely.  Parts of classical guitar segment are the same, but others parts are replaced entirely.

Version #2 - New verses with improv by classical guitar.  Almost no resemblance to album version.

Out there,
On your own,
Naked by the telephone,
Casually leaning on the wall
To stop you boy

Waiting!  For the Waaaaaallll!
Are they first steps in the hall?
A knock on the door
Can't stem the sensation
Of endless freefall.

Version #3 - Mostly performed on a keyboard.  "Is there anybody out there?" is called out by Roger.
Do your (???) get lonely at night?
You're out there tonight.

Nobody Home

No demo available.


Vera

Very similar in most respects.  Lyrics are identical.


Bring the Boys Back Home

No marching band, although someone (Roger?) makes "air guitar" and drum noises as though to imply a bigger sound would be forthcoming in a subsequent arrangement.

Lyrics are identical.


Comfortably Numb

Roger's verses are much the same except for more slide guitar with echoes and the "scream" shows up periodically.  Dave's part is a strummed acoustic guitar rather than orchestra.

Almost all verses are different for Roger's parts.

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
(Is there anyone needing?
Is there anyone at home?

Come on, now,
(I know you're hiding.
(I can hear your scream on your knees
(Call me on the phone.

(Listen.
(I am a physician.
(I can handle your condition like a magician,
(If 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 would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Solo.  With the exception of only a couple notes, identical to album version.
Look up.
Pull yourself together.
Get out and meet new people.
I'm sure they'll understand.

Come on.
Put away the shotgun.
Here, have another blue one.
Have your fingertips gone numb.

Goodbye.
Join us on the bright side.
Listen to some pop groups.
(Something else here?) Go out and see some shows.

No 2nd verse for Dave.

Solo.  Sounds a lot smaller (like a 4-piece, not an orchestra).  Elements are similar, but the solo itself is fairly different.

"Go out and see some shows" is repeated during the solo.


The Show Must Go On

First part of song is similar.  When verse starts, Roger sings new verses to an acoustic guitar.

Ooooh,
(Must the song end now?

Ooooh, Ma.
Oooh, Pa.

Am I really (?) in the show,
Wild-eyed in the spotlight
Fuck me, what a nightmare's there.
Have they all gone?

It's okay, now you're all (?)
The worms have fled, they're (?)
Their evil power is on the wain.
Forget the past, start again.

Dave sings:
It was just a mistake
I didn't mean to let them
Take away my soul.
Am I too old, is it too late?

Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
Must the song end now?
Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,
Must the song end now?
Ooooh, Ma, Ooooh Pa,

(recording ends abruptly).


In The Flesh

As with first part, music is similar to album version.  Roger implies a slight German accent towards the end.

So ya
Thought ya
Might like to
Go to the show.
To feel that warm thrill of confusion,
That space cadet glow.
I've got some bad news for you sunshine,
Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel
And they sent us along as a surrogate band
We're gonna find out where you fans really stand.

Are there any (coons) in the theater tonight?
Get them up against the wall!
There's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me,
Get him up against the wall!
That one looks Jewish!
And that one's a coon!
Who let all of this riff-raff into (zee) room?
There's one smoking a joint,
And another with spots!
If I had my way,
I'd have all of you shot!

(real audience applauds)

Run Like Hell

Music is very close to album version.  However, vocals and keyboard solo are absent.


Waiting for the Worms

Backing vocals have slightly different harmonies.  Percussion is much more prominant (sounds really cool!).

"Eins, zwei, drei, alle!"
Ooooh, you cannot reach me now
Ooooh, no matter how you try
Goodbye, cruel world, it's over
Walk on by.

Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come.
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come.

We're {waiting to succeed} and going to convene outside Brixton
Town Hall where we're going to be...
Waiting to cut out the deadwood.
Waiting to clean up the city.
Waiting to follow the worms.
Waiting to put on a black shirt.
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.
*( line skipped: Waiting to follow the worms.
Waiting to turn on the showers
And fire the ovens.
Waiting for the queens and the coons
and the reds and the jews.
Waiting to follow the worms.

Would you like to see Britannia
Rule again, my friend?
*(guitar lick here)
All you have to do is follow the worms.
Would you like to send our colored cousins
Home again, my friend?

All you need to do is follow the worms.

Even the following is identical.
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. {... ..}."
(Dave adds a few trademark licks throughout outro).


Stop

A few things are added to the vocal part (back-ups at one point and a multi-track part instead of an echo), but the track is otherwise the same.

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

The Trial

Piano is only instrument.

*(Roger coughs and sniffs... intentionally? in character?)
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?

(Chants -by Roger- of "Hammer, Hammer" from the time word is first sung above.)
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.
*(addition of the marching boots as percussion).

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 have to go and 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.

*(Dave's guitar comes in with familiar riff throughout verse)
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 penalty of law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to defecate!

"Hey Judge! Shit on him!"
Since, my friend, (he has) revealed (his)
Deepest fear,
I sentence (him) to be exposed before
(His) peers.
Tear down the wall!

Outside the Wall

Different instrument plays the chords.  Roger's vocals are muddied by too much reverb.

All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.

(Some side by side.
(And some dignified(?).
The bleeding hearts and artists
(Walk on by.

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.


These lyrics are provided for whomever might find them interesting.  This recording is available among many, many collectors on-line and it is often sold (along with many other bootlegs and such) at record shows.  I am not in that business, so please do not ask for a copy.  Thanks in advance.

Copyright The TriAle[x] , except for the lyrics (copyright Roger Waters).
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