Pink Floyd ★ One Of The FewPink Floyd ★ When The Tigers Broke FreePink Floyd ★ The Hero's ReturnWhen you're one of the few to land on your feetAlbum ★ The Final Cut ★ 1983• Roger Waters - Vocals, Bass• Michael Kamen - Harmonium• David Gilmour - Guitar• Nick Mason - Drums• Mix By Toni YayPink Floyd ★ One Of The Few► Lyrics ⇓What do you do to make ends meet?Teach.Make them mad, make them sad,make them add two and two.Make them me, make them you,make them do what you want them to.Make them laugh, make them cry,make them lay down and die.Pink Floyd ★ When The Tigers Broke Free► Lyrics ⇓It was just before dawn one miserable morningIn black 'forty fourWhen the forward commanderWas told to sit tightWhen he asked that his men be withdrawnAnd the Generals gave thanksAs the other ranks held backThe enemy tanks for a whileAnd the Anzio bridge headWas held for the priceOf a few hundred ordinary livesAnd old King George sent MotherA note when he heard that father was goneIt was, I recall, in the form ofA scroll, with gold leaf and allAnd I found it one dayIn a drawer of old photographs hidden awayAnd my eyes still grow damp to rememberHis Majesty signedWith his own rubber stampIt was dark all round, there was frost on the groundWhen the tigers broke freeAnd no one survivedFrom the Royal Fusiliers, company "C" There were all left behindMost of them dead, the rest of them dyingAnd that's how the high commandTook my Daddy from me.Pink Floyd ★ The Hero's Return► Lyrics ⇓Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape.When I was their age all the lights were out.There was no time to whine and mope about.And even now part of me flies overDresden at angels one five.Though they'll never fathom it behind mySarcasm desperate memories lie.Sweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good.'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.And there is something that I've locked awayA memory that is too painfulTo withstand the light of day.When we came back from the war the banners andFlags hung on everyone's door.We danced and we sang in the street andThe church bells rang.But burning in my heartThe memory smolders onOf the gunner's dying words on the intercom.★I do not claim to be the owner of the music or the video, all of which is copyrighted to its respective owners. This upload is for entertainment purposes only and has no cash value. I am very grateful for the generosity of the artistic creators. No copyright infringement intended. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for viewing.★