Picture That

An angry man, musician, artist. Roger Waters would not stop until he breathes his last. He would always have something to say and communicate to his audience.

[Verse 1]
Picture yourself as you lean on the port rail

Tossing away your last cigarette
Picture your finger pushing the doorbell
Picture the skull and crossbones on the doormat
Picture yourself on the streets of Laredo

Picture the casbah, picture Japan
Picture your kid with his hand on the trigger

Picture prosthetics in Afghanistan

Picture a courthouse with no fucking laws

Picture a cathouse with no fucking whores

Picture a shithouse with no fucking drains

Picture a leader with no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains

[Verse 2]
Follow me filming myself at the show
On a phone from a seat in the very front row

Follow Miss Universe catching some rays

Wish You Were Here in Guantanamo Bay

Picture a seat on a private plane
Picture your feet nailed to the floor
Picture a crew who are clearly insane
Picture no windows, picture no doors

Glued to a screen in the state of Nevada
To follow the dream gets harder and harder

[Verse 3]
Picture her wrapping a gift for the wedding
Picture her boiling the water for tea
Picture the kids climbing into the backseat
Picture my hand turning the key
Oh, picture that
Picture the dog in the pickup ahead
Picture the tree at the side of the road
Picture my hands growing steadily colder

Colder, colder
Colder, colder
Colder, colder
Colder, colder

[Verse 4]
Follow me down to a place by the river

Sold for my kidneys, sold for my liver

Why so weedy, so fucking needy
There’s no such thing as being too greedy

[Instrumental]

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