Roger Waters on 'Trial'
Good
morning, Worm your honour
The crown will plainly show that Roger
who now stands before you
Was caught red-handed with an ego
An ego of a superhuman nature
This will not do!
(Call the guitarist!)
I always said his tunes were no good, didn't I, your honour?
If he'd let me have my way I could have played them into shape
But although I tried, the raving megalomaniac
Would only write more words about the war and his poor dad
Leader, I was the band's greatest leader
The one with the vision
The only one there who had something to say
(Leader, he was the band's greatest leader)
You big bully, you're in it now, I hope they take your royalties
You should have let me contribute more than you did
But no! You never really liked me even though I'd tune your bass for you
Can I go now, Worm your honour? My fear of him remains
Maaaaaaaaaaaaaate!
I was your drummer and your friend, together we'd keep time
But I never wanted you to treat me like your servant
Why'd you have to get so obsessed?
Worm, your honour, let me drive him home
Forgery, the band without me is a fair forgery
Nothing but a copy
They play my songs and no one cares that it's not me
(Forgery, the band without him is a fair forgery)
The evidence before the court is incontrovertible
We've all heard this bit of the tune before
In all my years of judging I have never heard before
A riff so plain and boring being used in every score
The way you made them suffer, guitarist, keys, and drummer
Fills me with the urge to expectorate!
(Go on Judge, spit on him!)
Since, my friend, you have revealed your greatest fear
I sentence you to write musicals with Andrew Lloyd-Webber!