4 58 am dunroamin duncarin dunlivin

Roger Waters

[Trucker:] Hey kid, you looking for a lift?
Get on up here
How s it going good buddy?
I nailed ducks to the wall
Kept my heart in dark ruins
I built bungalows over the hills
Dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin
Took my girl to the country
To sleep out under the moon
Next thing she s going crazy
[Trucker:] Women are like that kid
What the hell can you do?
She waits for the real Mr. Right to come
Gently removing her heart
With his promises of real communication
[Trucker:] I saw a program about that on Tv, heh
Who s always picking up the tab
Who built a bungalow for his momma and dad
Me.....
Who took you out to all the shows
Who worked his fingers to the bone
Me....
While you were asleep
[Jade:] It was me...I did!
I kept you in buttons and bows
[Jade:] Christ! All those clothes!
So you could encourage this creep
[Hick:] With that program
I bet some son of a bitch made a million dollars.
With his neat feet
And his clean fingernails
With his wise but twinkling eyes
He s a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt
[Trucker:] Get movin , get off the road ya Goddam faggot.
And compromise
I d like to go on with this bit of a song
Describing this schmuck
I d like to go on, but I m going to throw up
[Trucker:] Not in my rig you don t boy
Get the hell out of here.