Sunset Strip Lyrics - Roger Waters

I like staying with my Uncle Dave 

And I like playing with his great dane 

But I don't fit 

I feel alien and strange Kinda out of range 

I like riding in my Uncle's car 

Down to the beach where the pretty girls all 

parade 

And movie stars and paparazzi play 

The Charles Atlas kicking sand in the face game 

And I sit in the canyon with my back to the sea 

There's a blood red dragon on a field of green 

Calling me back 

Back to the Black Hills again 

Ooh, ooh, Billy come home 

Billy is searching for his native land 

Flicking through the stations with the dial in his 

head 

Picking up, and 

Billy taps out Jim's number on the 'phone 

Sits shaking as he waits for Jim's answering tone 

Come on my friend, speak to me please 

The land of my fathers is calling to me 

And I sit in the canyon with my back to the sea 

There's a blood red dragon on a field of green 

Calling me back, back to the Black Hills again 

Ooh, ooh, Billy come home 

Come on home 

He sits in the canyon with his back to the sea 

Sees a blood red dragon on a field of green 

He hears a male voice choir singing Billy come 

home 

Billy, Billy, come home 

Come on home 

I don't like fish. 

You are listening to KAOS here in Los Angeles. 

I don't like fish. 

Yes, we've established that. Ah! Do you have a request? 

Shell fish, guppy, salmon, shrimp and crab and lobster, flounder.I hate fish, but I think most of all I hate fresh fish, like trout. I hate fresh trout. My least-hated, favourite fish would be sole. That way you don't have to see the eyes. Sole has no eyes. 

Oh no! 

I'd like to be home with my monkey and my dog 

Thank you. 

I'd like to be home with my monkey and my dog I'd like to be home with my monkey and my dog I'd like to be home with my monkey ... 

They don't care. Shut up. Play the record.