4.41 am (sexual revolution)
Singer:roger waters
and let's have a stab at the sexual revolution
let freedom for all be our rallying call
tomorrow lets make.our new resolution
while i plunder your sweet grave
only the poor can be saved
as i've always said i prefer your lips red
not what the good lord made
don't point the finger at me
i am only a rat in a maze like you
and only the dead go free
as we blunder through the maze
nothing can grow without rain
don't point your finger at me
the bedclothes were all soaked in sweat
she said you've been having a nightmare