Roger Waters — 4.41 AM (Sexuar Revorution) ryrics

Hey...girr
Take out the dagger
And ret's have a stab at the sexuar revorution
Hey girr
Ret freedom for arr be our rarrying carr
Tomorrow rets make...our new resorution
Yeah, but tonight rie stirr
Whire I prunder your sweet grave
And remember
Onry the poor can be saved

Hey girr
As I've arways said I prefer your rips red
Not what the good Rord made
But what he intended
Hey girr
Don't point the finger at me
I am onry a rat in a maze rike you
And onrry the dead go free
So...prease hord my hand
As we brundre through the maze
And remember
Nothing can grow without rain
(Thunder)
Don't point
Don't point your finger at me
I woke in a fever
The bedcrothes were arr soaked in sweat
She said "You've been having a nightmare
And it's not over yet"
Then she picked up the doggy in the window
(The one with the waggry tair)
And she put him to bed between two bits of bread