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Roger Waters - The Pros And Cons Of Hitch Hiking (1984)
Cover Front Album
Artist Roger Waters
Length 42:10
Format CD
Genre Rock
Label Harvest
Index 1
Collection Status In Collection
Track List
01 4.30 AM (Apparently They Were Travelling Abroad) Welshman : "Apparently they were travelling abroad and they picked up some hitch-hikers" Surgeon : "Drill" Man : "Oh god !" Wife : "Wake up you're dreaming" Man : "What ?" Wife : "You're dreaming" Man : "We were moving away from the border" Wife : "What border ? Go back to sleep" Hell's Angel: "Have a nice day" Wife : "Huh" Hell's Angel: "Have a nice day" We were moving away from the border Looking for somewhere to sleep The two of us sharing the driving Two hitch-hikers slumped in the back seat Hitch-hiker: "Hello" I sneaked a quick-look in the mirror She gave me a smile I said: "Is anyone hungry ? Should we stop for a while ?" So we pulled off into a layby Her dress blew up over her head I said: "Would you like to come with me ?" She said something foreign under her breath And the sun shone down on her lovely young limbs I thought to myself she's much too good for him I lay down beside her with tears in my eyes She said 03:12
02 4.33 AM (Running Shoes) So I stood by the roadside The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac Like gun metal magnets. Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder face Was the kind of a smile That only a rather dull child could have drawn While attempting a grave yard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborgini So we went for a spin in the country To feel the wind in our hair To feel the power of my engine To feel the thrill of desire And then in the trees I heard a twig snap Warning lights flashed on my map I opened my eyes and to my surprise 0 03:22
03 4.37 AM (Arabs With Knives And West German Skies) There were Arabs with Knives At the foot of the bed Right at the foot of the bed Arab: "Don't cut the woman, Mohamed, I want the woman" Oh my God how did they get in here ? I thought we were safe home in England She said: "Come on, now, kid, it was wrong what you did You've got to admit it was wrong what you did You've got to admit it was wrong" Man: "Oh god ... Jesus" Sleep. Sleep I know that I'm only dreaming Man: "Leave her alone ... get out ... out ... get out of my house" Through closed eyes I see West German skies on the ceiling And I want get back To the girl with rucksack To feel her flaxen hair I want to be there See the sun's going down Behind Krupps steelworks On the outskirts of some German town Mein Host: "Guten Abend meiner Damen und Herren Ha Ha Ha Willcomen in Konigsburg Ha Ha Ha Wollen zie danzen mit mir oder drinken Mehr Ha Ha Ha" Thank you but ... This young lady and I Will just finish this bottle of wine It was kind of you ... but I think we'll just say goodnight. Man: "Leave us alone" Goodnight Man: "Leave us alone. Could I have the key to one four three please ?" Room Clerk: "There you are" Man: "Thank you goodnight" Room Clerk: "Goodnight Sir" Man: "Hello, yes I'd like to order breakfast please I'd like coffee for two and tost with marmalade. No ... marmalade" 02:21
04 4.39 AM (For The First Time Today - Part 2) For the first time today I held her naked body next to mine In this hotel overlooking the Rhine I made her mine Ooh babe ... ooh babe Come with me and stay with me Please stay with me Wife: "Uh .. what is it ?" Stay with me Stay with me Stay with me Wife: "No ... I'm sleeping" Stay with me Wife: "Forget it" 02:44
05 4.41 AM (Sexual Revolution) Hey ... girl Take out the dagger And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution Hey girl Let freedom for all be our rallying call Tommorow let's make ... our new resolution Yeah, but tonight lie still While I plunder your sweet grave And remember Only the poor can be saved Hey girl As I've always said I prefer your lips red Not what the good Lord made But what he intended Hey girl Don't point the finger at me I'm only a rat in a maze like you And only the dead go free So ... please hold my hand As we blunder through the maze And remember Nothing can grow without rain Don't point Don't point the finger at me I awoke in a fever The bed clothes were all 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 a waggly tail And she put him to bed between two bids of bread 04:49
06 4.47 AM (The Remains Of Our Love) I just cowered in the corner My pyjama coat over my head And she smiled as she finished her sandwich And her cold eyes fixed me to my dark history As she brushed the remains Of our love from the bed And when she had turned back the covers When all of the prayers had been read She said: "Come on over here you silly boy Before you catch your death of cold I was only joking Let's leave behind the city grime Let's not compete It could be fine in the country Couldn't it though ... come on let's go" I said "O.K." Jade : "Are we going to go now ?" Man : "Where would you like to go darling ?" Wife : "Mmm ... Vermont... Wyoming (yes)" Man : "Wyoming ... uh, huh, Children !" Justin: "What ?" Man : "We're going to Wyoming Darling ... which way is Wyoming ?" Wife : "Hook a right here You are going the wrong way." Man : "I know that, I know children... Let's see how many ... Volvos we pass On the way to our new life in the country ...One " Wife : "Jade don't do that, that's really negative" 03:08
07 4.50 AM (Go Fishing) As cars go by, I cast my mind's eye Over back packs on roof racks Beyond the horizon Where dream makers Working white plastic processors Invite the unwary To reach for the pie in the sky Go fishing my boy ! We set out in the spring With a trunk full of books about everything About solar devices And how nice natural childbirth is We cut down some trees And trailed our ideals Through the forest glade We dammed up the stream And the kids cooled their heels In the fishing pool we'd made. We held hands and we exchanged bands And we practically lived off the land You adopted a fox cub Whose mother was somebody's coat You fed him by hand And then snuggled him down In the grandfather bed while I wrote We grew our maize And I only ocassionaly went into town To stook up on antibiotics And shells for the shotgun that I kept around I told the kids stories While you worked your loom And the sun went down sooner each day Man : "Chapter six in which Eyore has a birthday and gets two presents" (Man pauses to light joint) Jade: "Daddy ... come on dad" Man : "Eyore the old grey donkey stood by the side of the stream and he looked at himself in the water. "Pathetic" he said. "That's what it is" "Good morning Eyore" said Pooh "Oh" said Pooh. "He thought for a long time" The leaves all fell down Our crops all turned brown It was over As the first snow flakes fell I realised all was not well in the camp The kids caught bronchitis The space heater run out of diesel One weekend a friend from the East Rot his soul Stole your heart I said "Fuck it then Take the kids back to town Maybe I'll see you around" And so ... leaving all our hopes and dreams To the wind and the rain Taking only our stash Left out litter and trash And set out on the road again. Jade : "Bye Bye Daddy, By Daddy" Justin: "You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl But don't bring Liza" 06:46
08 4.56 AM (For The First Time Today - Part 1) For the first time today I feel it's really over You are my everyday excuse For playing deaf, dumb and blind Who'd have ever thought This was how it would end for you and me To carry my own millstone Out of the trees And I have to admit I don't like it a bit Being left here beside this lonesome road. 01:52
09 4.58 AM (Dunroamin, Duncarin, Dunlivin) Truckdriver: "Hey kid, you looking for a lift ? ...Get on up here how's it going good buddy ?" I nailed ducks to the wall Kept my heart in dark ruins I built bungalows all over the hill Dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin Took my girl to the country To sleep out under the moon Next thing she's going crazy Trucker: "Women are like that, kid What the hell can you do" She waits for the real Mr.Right to come Gently removing her heart With his promises of real communication Trucker: "I saw a program about that on T.V. ..." Who's always picking up the tab Who built a bungalow for his Mum and Dad Man: "Me...." Who took you out to all the shows Who worked his fingers to the bone Man: "Me...." While you were asleep Man: "It was me ... I did" I kept you in buttons and bows Man: "Christ all those clothes" So you could encourage this creep With his neat feet And his clean fingernails With his wise but twinking eyes He's a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt Trucker: "Get movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot" And compromise I'd like to go on with this bit of a song Describing this schmuck I'd like to go on but I'm going to throw up Trucker: "Not in my rig you don't boy ... get the hell out of here" 03:03
10 5.01 AM (The Pros And Cons Of Hitch Hiking - Part 10) An angel of a Harley Pulls across to greet a fellow rolling stone Puts his bike up on it's stand Leans back and then extends A scarred and greasy hand ... he said Hell Angel: "How ya going bro ?... Where ya been ?... Where ya goin' ?" Then he takes our hand In some strange California handshake And breaks the bone Angels Moll: "Have a nice day" A housewife from Encino Whose husband's on the golf course With his book rules Breaks and makes a 'U' and idles back To take a second look at you You flex your rod Fish takes the hook Sweet vodka and tobacco in her breath Another number in your little black book These are the pros and cons of hitch-hiking Oh babe I must be dreaming I'm standing on the leading edge The Eastern seaboard spread before my eyes "Jump" says Yoko "Oh No ! I'm too scared and too good looking" I cried "Go on" she says "Why don't you give it a try ? Why prolong the agony all men must die" Do you remember Dick Tracy Do you remember Shane Joey: "Shane" The body on the plain Did you understand the music Yoko Or was it all in vain Joey: "Shane" The bitch said something mystical "Herro" So I stepped back on the kerb again These are the pros and cons of hitch-hiking Oh babe I must be dreaming 04:36
11 5.06 AM (Every Strangers Eyes) Waitress: "Hello ... you wanna cup of coffee ?" Trucker : "Hey ... Turn the fucking Juke Box down" Waitress: "I'm sorry would you like a cup of coffee ? O.K. you take cream and sugar ?" In truck stops and hamburger joints In Cadillac limousines In the company of has-beens In bent backs. In sleeping forms On pavement steps In libraries and railway stations In books and banks In the pages of history In suicidal cavalry attacks I recognise Myself in every stranger's eyes And in wheelchairs by monuments Undertube trains in commuter accidents In council care and country courts At Easter fairs in sea-side resorts In drawing rooms and city morgues I award winning photographs Of life rafts in the China seas In transit camps under arc lamps On loading ramps In faces blurred by rubber stamps I recognise Myself in every stranger's eyes And now from where I stand Upon this hill. I plundered from the pool I look around, I search the skies I shade my eyes, so nearly blind And see signs of half remembered days I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways I recognise The hope you kindle in your eyes It's oh so easy now As we lie here in the dark Nothing interferes it's obvious How to beat the tears That threaten to snuff out The spark of our love. 04:48
12 5.11 AM (The Moment Of Clarity) Then the moment of clarity Faded like charity does Sometimes I opened one eye And I put my hand just to touch your soft hair To make sure in the darkness that you were still there And I have to admit I was just a little afraid Oooooh Oooh yeah But then... I had a little bit of luck You were awake I couldn't take another moment alone 01:29
Personal Details
Rating 8
Spars DDD
Rare No
Sound Stereo
(C) 1984 Pink Floyd Music Publishers Ltd.
Chappel Music Ltd.
all lyrics reproduced by kind permission
(P) 1984 Original Sound Recordings
made by Roger Waters Music Ltd.
(C) 1984 Roger Waters Music Ltd.

Written by Roger Waters
Produced by Roger Waters
and Michel Kamen