Fortunate Son / Comfortably Numb

I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade In my ever-present chair People laughing and smiles all around me Balloons and paper in my hair There's a man in a car with the top down Waving wildly at me The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking Better him, him than me I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's all right, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I was always taught well, taught well To be the strong one and keep it inside But sometimes I sit beside the freeway And howl out at the dark, dark sky I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's all right, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's all right, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I caught a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb Ok, ok, ok Just a little pinprick There'll be no more ah! You may feel a little sick Can you stand up? Stand up? I do believe it's working, good That'll keep you going for the show Come on it's time to go, it's time to go There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin' When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown Dream is gone Oh, I have become comfortably numb I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played Yes I'm that, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son Such a fortunate son Such a fortunate son I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son Such a fortunate son