Pink Floyd – The Heros Return (Guitar)

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Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?

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Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape.

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When I was their age all the lights went out.

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Ooh ooh ooh ooh, There was no time to whine or mope about.

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  And even now part of me flies

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Over Dresden at angels-one-five.

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  Though they'll never fathom it, behind my sarcasm

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Desperate memories lie.

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Sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good.

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'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.

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And there is something that I've locked away

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A memory that is too painful to withstand the light of day.

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  When we came back from the war

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The banners and flags hung on everyone's door.

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We danced and we sang in the street

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And the church bells rang.

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But burning in my heart,

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The memory smoulders on

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Of the gunner's dying words on the intercom.