4.41 Am (sexual Revolution) Lyrics - Roger Waters

Hey...girl 

Take out the dagger 

And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution 

Hey girl 

Let freedom for all be our rallying call 

Tomorrow lets make our new resolution 

Yeah, but tonight lie still 

While I plunder your sweet grave 

And remember 

Only the poor can be saved 

Hey girl 

As I've always said I prefer your lips red 

Not what the good Lord made 

But what he intended 

Hey girl 

Don't point the finger at me 

I am only a rat in a maze like you 

Only the dead go free 

So...please, hold my hand 

As we blunder through the maze 

And remember 

Nothing can grow without rain 

(Thunder) 

Don't... 

Don't point your finger at me 

I awoke in a fever 

The bedclothes were all soaked in sweat 

She said, you've been having a nightmare 

And it's not over yet 

Then she picked up the doggy in the window 

(The one with the waggly tail) 

And she put him to bed between two bits of bread