[00:00.00] 作词 : R. Waters
[00:01.00] 作曲 : R. Waters
[00:27.40]Standing at the window
[00:30.79]A farmer's wife in Oxford shire
[00:35.38]Glances at the clock; it's nearly time for tea
[00:38.94]She doesn't see
[00:40.41]The phantom in the hedgerow dip its wings
[00:44.30]Doesn't hear the engine sing
[00:46.73]But in the cockpit's techno glow
[00:50.78]Behind the Ray Ban? shine
[00:54.84]The kid from Cleveland
[00:58.50]In the comfort of routine
[00:59.68]Scans his dials and smiles
[01:03.76]Secure in the beauty of military life
[01:10.77]There is no right or wrong
[01:17.53]Only tin cans and cordite and white cliffs
[01:21.31]And blue skies and flight flight flight
[01:30.78]The beauty of military life
[01:34.92]No questions only orders and flight, only flight
[01:47.28]What a beautiful sight in his wild blue dream
[01:50.38]The eternal child leafs through his war magazine
[01:54.90]And his kind Uncle Sam feeds ten trillion in change
[01:59.43]Into the total entertainment combat video game
[02:04.17]And up here in the stands
[02:06.54]The fans are going wild
[02:08.46]The cheerleaders flip
[02:10.52]When you wiggle your hip
[02:12.50]And we all like the bit when you take
[02:15.36]The jeans from the refrigerator and
[02:17.34]Then the bad guy gets hit
[02:19.24]And were you struck by the satisfying way
[02:23.86]The swimsuit sticks to her skin
[02:25.72]Like BB gun days
[02:28.16]When knives pierce autumn leaves
[02:30.31]But that's okay see the children bleed
[02:32.86]It'll look great on the TV
[02:49.30]And in Tripoli another ordinary wife
[02:59.56]Stares at the dripping her old man hadn't
[03:03.81]Time to fix
[03:04.88]Too busy mixing politics and rhythm
[03:07.30]In the street below

作词 : R. Waters
作曲 : R. Waters
Standing at the window
A farmer's wife in Oxford shire
Glances at the clock; it's nearly time for tea
She doesn't see
The phantom in the hedgerow dip its wings
Doesn't hear the engine sing
But in the cockpit's techno glow
Behind the Ray Ban? shine
The kid from Cleveland
In the comfort of routine
Scans his dials and smiles
Secure in the beauty of military life
There is no right or wrong
Only tin cans and cordite and white cliffs
And blue skies and flight flight flight
The beauty of military life
No questions only orders and flight, only flight
What a beautiful sight in his wild blue dream
The eternal child leafs through his war magazine
And his kind Uncle Sam feeds ten trillion in change
Into the total entertainment combat video game
And up here in the stands
The fans are going wild
The cheerleaders flip
When you wiggle your hip
And we all like the bit when you take
The jeans from the refrigerator and
Then the bad guy gets hit
And were you struck by the satisfying way
The swimsuit sticks to her skin
Like BB gun days
When knives pierce autumn leaves
But that's okay see the children bleed
It'll look great on the TV
And in Tripoli another ordinary wife
Stares at the dripping her old man hadn't
Time to fix
Too busy mixing politics and rhythm
In the street below