Chords: The Final Cut
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Get your filthy hands off my desert
G C D G
G
Brezhnev took Afghanistan
C
Begin took Beirut
D G
Galtieri took the Union Jack
G
And Maggie, over lunch one day,
C
Took a cruiser with all hands
D G
Apparently to make him give it back
C G
Mm________
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The post war dream
INTRO:
Bb C F Bb/F F Bb C Bb/F F
Bb/F F Bb
Tell me true, tell me why was Jesus crucified?
C C7 F
Is it for this that daddy died?
Bb/F F
Was it you? Was it me?
Bb
Did I watch too much T.V.?
C F Bb/F
Is that a hint of accusation in your eyes?
F
If it wasn't for the Nips
F7 Bb
Being so good at building ships,
C C9 F
The yards would still be open on the Clyde
F7
And it can't be much fun for them
Bb
Beneath the rising sun
C C7 F
With all their kids committing suicide
Bb F
What have we done, Maggie what have we done?
Bb
What have we done to England?
C F A
Should we shout, should we scream,
Bb Bbm F/C Dm7
"What happened to the post war dream?"
Gm7 C7
Oh, Maggie,
C7+ F C Bb F
Maggie what have we done?
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Paranoid eyes
G C G
Button your lip and don't let the shield slip
C G
Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask
C G D C
And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions
G D C G/B Am D Am
You can hide, hide, hide,
G
Behind paranoid eyes
G C G
You put on our brave face and slip over the road for a jar,
C G
Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar
C
Laughing too loud at the rest of the world
G D C
With the boys in the crowd
G D C Am D Am
You hide, hide, hide,
G
Behind petrified eyes
C G C G C G Em D Am G
G C G
You believed in their stories of fame, fortune and glory
C G
Now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age
C G D C
The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
G D C Am D Am
And you hide, hide, hide,
Behind brown and mild eyes
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Southampton Dock
F
They disembarked in 45,
Bb
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
C F
There were to many spaces in the line
Gathered at the cenotaph
Bb
All agreed with the hand on heart,
C F
To sheath the sacrificial knives
F
But now she stands upon Southampton dock
Bb
With her handkerchief
C
And her summer frock clings
F
To her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation knuckles
Bb
White upon the slippery reins
C F
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
Bb Bbm F
Mm______.
Bb
And still the dark stain spreads between
F
His shoulder blades
Bb F F7 Gm7
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
F7 Bb C Dm7 C7/E
And when the fight was over
F Am7 Dm
We spent what they had made
Gm7
But in the bottom of our hearts
F
We felt the final cut
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The Hero's Return
D
Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?
Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape
When I was their age all the lights went out
There was no time to whine or mope about
Cmaj7 D
And even now part of me flies over
Cmaj7
Dresden at angels one five
D Cmaj7
Though they'll never fathom it behind my
D
Sarcasm desperate memories lie
D
Sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good
'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you
And there is something that I've locked away
A memory that is too painful
To withstand the light of day
Cmaj7 D Cmaj7
When we came back from the war the banners and
D
Flags hung on everyone's door
Cmaj7
We danced and we sang in the street and
D
The church bells rang
G C
But burning in my heart,
G C
My memory smoulders on
G C Em add9
Of the gunners dying words on the intercom
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Your possible pasts
G Am
They flutter behind you your possible pasts,
C D G
Some brighteyed and crazy, some frightened and lost
G Am
A warning to anyone still in command
C D G
Of their possible future, to take care
G Am
In derelict sidings the poppies entwine
C D G
With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time
Em
Do you remember me, how we used to be,
D
Do you think we shoud be closer?
G Am
She stood in the doorway, the ghost of a smile
C D G
Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
G Am
Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs
C D G
For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs
G Am
Stepping up boldly one put out his hand
C D G
He said, "I was just a child then, now I'm only a man"
Em
Do you remember me, how we used to be,
D
Do you think we should be closer?
Em C Em C Em D C D Cmaj9
G Am
By the cold and religious we were taken in hand
C D G
Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
G Am
Strung out behind us the banners and flags
C D G
Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags
Em
Do you remember me, how we used to be,
D
Do you think we should be closer?
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Two Suns in the Sunset
D A G A D
D G A
In my rear view mirror the sun is going down,
D G A D
Sinking behind bridges in the road
G A
And I think of all the good things
D A G
That we have left undone
D/F# Em
And I suffer premonitions,
Bm
Confirm suspicions,
Em A D A G A
Of the holocaust to come
D
The wire that holds the cork
G A
That keeps the anger in,
D
Gives way
G A D
And suddenly it's day again
G A
The sun is in the east
D A G D/F#
Even though the day is done
Em
Two suns in the sunset
Bm
Hmmmmmmmmmm
Em A
Could be the human race is run
A D A G A D A G A D
Bm A
Like the moment when the brakes lock
Bm
And you slide towards the big truck
G A D
You stretch the frozen moments with your fear
Bm A
And you'll never hear their voices,
Bm
And you'll never see their faces,
G A D A
You have no recourse to the law anymore
G A D A G A D
D
And as the windshield melts
G A
My tears eveaporate,
D G A D
Leaving only charcoal to defend
G A D A G D/F#
Finally I understand the feelings of the few
Em
Ashes and diamonds,
Bm
Foe and friend,
Em A
We were all equal in the end
D A G A D A G A
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Not now John
G D Em
Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
G D Em
Gotta compete with the wily Japanese
G D
There's too many home fires burning
Em
And not enough trees,
G
So fuck all that
D Em
We've got to get on with these
Can't stop Lose job Mind gone Silicon
What bomb Get away Pay day Make hay
Break down Need fix Big six
G D Em
Clickity click Hold on Oh no Brrrrrrrrrring bingo!
C/E Em D/E Em
Make 'em laugh. Make 'em cry. Make 'em dance in the aisles.
C/E Em D/E Em
Make 'em pay. Make 'em stay. Make'em feel ok.
G
Not nah John
D Em G
We've got to get on with the film show
D Em
Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow
G D
Who cares what it's about
Em
As long as the kids go
G
Not now John
D Asus
Got to get on with the show
G D Em
Hang on John we've got to get on with this
G
I don't know what it is
D Em
But it fits on here like.....
G D
Come at the end of the shift,
Em
We'll go and get pissed
G
But now now John
D
I've got to get on with this
C/E
Hold on John
Em
I think there's something good on
D/E Em
I used to read books but.....
C/E
It could be the news,
Em
Or some other abuse,
D/E Em
Or it could be reusable shows
G D Em
Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
G D Em
Got to compete with the wily Japanese
G D Em
No need to worry about the Vietnamese
G D Em
Got to bring the Russian bear to his knees
G D
Well, maybe not the Russian bear,
Em
Maybe the Swedes
G
We showed Argentina
D Em
Now let's go and show these
G
Make us feel tough
D Em
And wouldn't Maggie be pleased?
G D Em
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!
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The Gunner's Dream
G G+ Em C G D Em
G G+
Floating down through the clouds
Em/G C
Memories come rushing up to meet me now
G
In the space between the heavens
D C
And in the corner of some foreign field,
G Em C
I had a dream,
G
I had a dream
G G+
Goodbye Max, goodbye Ma
Em/G C
After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
G D
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air,
Em Cmaj7 D/C C
You hear the tolling bell, and touch the silk in your lapel,
G D Em
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band,
C D
You take her frail hand and hold on to the dream
G G+ Em C D G D Em D C D/C G D C G Em C Em
G G+
A place to stay, enough to eat,
Em C
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
G D
Where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears,
Em
And what's more no-one ever disappears,
Cmaj7
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
G D
You can relax on both sides of the tracks,
Em C D7/C
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control,
G D
And everyone has recourse to the law,
C G Em
And no-one kills the children anymore
C G
No-one kills the children anymore
C D G D Em D
Night after night, going round and round my brain,
C D G
His dream is driving me insane___________________
G
In the corner of some foreign field,
D
The gunner sleeps tonight
Em C D/C
What's done is done
G D
We cannot just write off his final scene
C G Em
Take heed of his dream,
C Em
Take heed
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The Fletcher Memorial Home
G C G/B Am
Take all your overgrown infants away, somewhere,
D Bb+ Bm A/C#
And build them a home, a little place of their own
D Em C D Em7 D/F# G C
The Fletcher Memorial Home for incurable tyrants and kings.
G C G/B Am
And they can appear to themselves every day,
D Bb+ Bm A/B Bm
On closed circuit T.V. to make sure they're still real
C D Em
It's the only connection they feel
Cmaj7
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Reagan and Haig,
D
Mr. Begin and friend, Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley,
Cmaj7
Mr. Brezhnev and party, the ghost of McCarthy,
D
The memories of Nixon. And now adding colour,
G D/F# C
A group of anonymous Latin-American meat packing glitterati
Em D
Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?
G D/F# C
They can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles,
G D/F# C
And amuse themselves playing games for a while
G D/F# C Em add9
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead
G D/F# Em D/F# G D/F# Em D Cmaj7 D
G D/F# C D G D/F# Cmaj7 D G D/F# Cmaj7 Em add9
G C G/B Am
Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye,
D Bb+ Bm
With their favorite toys, they'll be good girls and boys
A/C# D Em C D Em7 D/F# G
In the Fletcher Memorial Home for colonial wasters of life and limb
D/F# C G D/F# C add9
Is everyone in? Are you having a nice time?
D/F# C Em add9
Now the final solution can be applied
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The Final Cut
F F/C C
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes____
Bb add9 F
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
F F/C C
And far from flying high in clear blue skies___,
Bb add9 F
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide
Bb F Acoustic guitar
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive, begins here
Bb F Listen to record
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes, for strumming rhythm
Bb C Dm
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Gm7
Dial the combination, open the priesthole
C F
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall. Stop here
Am F
There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Am C
Making love to girls in magazines
Bb Dm
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
Gm7
Could anybody love him
/C F F/C C Bb add9 F
Or is it just a crazy dream___?
F C
And if I show you my dark side
Bb F
Will you still hold me tonight?
F C
And if I open my heart to you
Bb
And show you my weak side,
F
What would you do?
Bb F
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone? Start again here
Bb
Would you take the children away
F
And leave me alone?
Bb C
And smile in reassurance
Dm
As you whisper down the phone,
Gm7
Would you send me packing, Stop here
/C F
Or would you take me home?
Am F Am C Bb Dm Gm7 /C F
Chords courtesy Pink Floyd and Company [ www.pinkfloyd-co.com ]. Chords formatting done by yours truly.