Daddy's gone across the ocean, Leaving just a memory, A snapshot in the family album. Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what you leave behind for me? All in all it was just a brick in the wall. All in all it was just the bricks in the wall.
The Happiest Days of our Lives
When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children in any way they could
\"OOF!\" [someone being hit]
By pouring their derision Upon anything we did And exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids But in the town, it was well known When they got home at night, their fat and Psychopathic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives.
Another Brick In The Wall (Part II):
We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all it's 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 those kids alone. Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
\"Wrong! Do it again! If you don't eat yet meat, you can't have any pudding! How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yet meat?!\" \"You! Yes! You behind the bike sheds! Stand still, laddie!\"
Another Brick in the Wall (Part III):
I don't need no walls around me. And I don't need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need any thing at all. No. Don't think I need anything at all. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall. All in all it was all just the bricks in the wall.