Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roger Waters
Roger Waters
Bass
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Programming
Gus Seyffert
Gus Seyffert
Bass
Jonathan Wilson
Jonathan Wilson
Guitar
Joey Waronker
Joey Waronker
Drums
Roger Manning
Roger Manning
Keyboards
Lee Pardini
Lee Pardini
Keyboards
Lucius
Lucius
Vocals
Jessica Wolfe
Jessica Wolfe
Vocals
Holly Proctor
Holly Proctor
Vocals
Rachel Agnew
Rachel Agnew
Performer
Jane Barbe
Jane Barbe
Performer
Emma Clarke
Emma Clarke
Performer
Celia Drummond
Celia Drummond
Performer
Kathy Somers
Kathy Somers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Waters
Roger Waters
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Mixing Engineer
Sam Petts-Davies
Sam Petts-Davies
Recording Engineer
Darrell Thorp
Darrell Thorp
Recording Engineer
Rouble Kapoor
Rouble Kapoor
Assistant Engineer
Wesley Seidman
Wesley Seidman
Assistant Engineer
Monique Evelyn
Monique Evelyn
Assistant Engineer
Gosha Usov
Gosha Usov
Assistant Engineer
David Campbell
David Campbell
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The part that is envious, cold-hearted devious
Greedy, mischievous, global, colonial
Bloodthirsty, blind, mindless and cheap
Focused on borders and slaughter and sheep
Burning of books, bulldozing of homes
Giving to targeted killing with drones
Lethal injections, arrest without trial
[Verse 2]
Monocular vision, gangrene and slime, unction, sarcasm
Common assault, self-satisfied heroic killers lifted on high
Piracy, avarice, acid attacks, on women by bullies
And perverts and hacks
The rigging of ballots, and the buying of power
[Verse 3]
Lies from the pulpit, rape in the shower
Mute, indifferent, feeling no shame
Portly, important, leering, deranged
[Verse 4]
Sat in the corner watching TV
Deaf to the cries to the children in pain
Dead to the world, just watching the game
[Verse 5]
Watching endless repeats out of sight out of mind
Silence, indifference, the ultimate crime
But when I met you, that part of me died
[Verse 6]
Bring me a bowl, to bathe her feet in
Bring me my final cigarette
It would be better by far to die in her arms
Than to linger
In a lifetime of regret
Written by: Roger Waters
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