Roger Waters - Nobody Home lyrics

[Man1:] "Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time, but the somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington." [Man2:] "Who's that?" [Man1:] "Rose Pilchitt" [Man2:] "Rose Pilchitt, who's that?" (child screams in background --- "Shut Up!") [Man1:] "36-24-36. Does that answer your question?" [Man Screaming:] "Oi! I've got a little black book with my poems in!" [Man2:] "Who's she?" [Man1:] "She was 'Miss Armoured Division' in 1961...." Got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on Got those swollen hands blues Got thirteen channels of sh** on the TV to choose from I got electric light And I got second sight Got amazing powers of observation And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There'll be nobody home I got the obligatory Hendrix perm And the inevitable pinhole burns All down the front of my favorite satin shirt I got nicotine stains on my fingers Got a silver spoon on a chain Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains I got wild, staring eyes And I got a strong urge to fly But I got nowhere to fly to Ooooo Babe When I pick up the phone [Gomer Pyle:] "Surprise, surprise, surprise...." There's still nobody home I got a pair of Gohill's boots And I got fading roots