We were watching TV
In Tiananmen Square
Lost my baby there
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She was a short order pastry chef
In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
She had shiny hair
She was the daughter of an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a student of philosophy
Won't you grieve with me
For my yellow rose
Shed a tear
For her bloodstained clothes
She had shiny hair
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was the daughter of an engineer
So get out your pistols
Get out your stones
Get out your knives
Cut them to the bone
They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine
They built the dark satanic mills
That manufacture hell on earth
They bought the front row seats on Calvary
They are irrelevant to me
But I grieve for my sister
People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I've a feeling we did
We were watching TV
Watching TV
We were watching TV
Watching TV
She wore a white bandanna that said
Freedom now
She thought the Great Wall of China
Would come tumbling down
She was a student
Her father was an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
That no-good low-down dirty rat
Who used to order his troops
To fire on the women and children
Imagine that imagine that
And in the spring of '48
Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
Out of the state of China
Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
And they armed the island of Quemoy
And the shells were flying across the China Sea
And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory
Called Taiwan
And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
She's different from Anne Boleyn
She is different from the Rosenbergs
And from the unknown Jew
She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Half superstar half victim
She's a victor star conceptually new
And she is different from the Dodo
And from the Kankanbono
She is different from the Aztec
And from the Cherokee
She's everybody's sister
She's symbolic of our failure
She's the one in fifty million
Who can help us to be free
Because she died on TV
And I grieve for my sister
In Tiananmen Square
Lost my baby there
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She was a short order pastry chef
In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
She had shiny hair
She was the daughter of an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a student of philosophy
Won't you grieve with me
For my yellow rose
Shed a tear
For her bloodstained clothes
She had shiny hair
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was the daughter of an engineer
So get out your pistols
Get out your stones
Get out your knives
Cut them to the bone
They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine
They built the dark satanic mills
That manufacture hell on earth
They bought the front row seats on Calvary
They are irrelevant to me
But I grieve for my sister
People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I've a feeling we did
We were watching TV
Watching TV
We were watching TV
Watching TV
She wore a white bandanna that said
Freedom now
She thought the Great Wall of China
Would come tumbling down
She was a student
Her father was an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
That no-good low-down dirty rat
Who used to order his troops
To fire on the women and children
Imagine that imagine that
And in the spring of '48
Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
Out of the state of China
Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
And they armed the island of Quemoy
And the shells were flying across the China Sea
And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory
Called Taiwan
And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
She's different from Anne Boleyn
She is different from the Rosenbergs
And from the unknown Jew
She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Half superstar half victim
She's a victor star conceptually new
And she is different from the Dodo
And from the Kankanbono
She is different from the Aztec
And from the Cherokee
She's everybody's sister
She's symbolic of our failure
She's the one in fifty million
Who can help us to be free
Because she died on TV
And I grieve for my sister
inviata da DonQuijote82 - 30/12/2011 - 15:02
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feat. Don Henley degli Eagles
La lunga genesi dell'album, originariamente ispirato al libro del pedagogista ed esperto di media Neil Postman, intitolato appunto "Divertirci da morire" (Amusing Ourselves To Death), subì una grossa spinta dallo scoppio della prima Guerra del Golfo, in modo analogo a quanto era avvenuto per The Final Cut e la guerra nelle Falkland. Waters, sull'onda emotiva di quell'avvenimento e dei fatti di Piazza Tien-An-Men in Cina, modificò ed aggiunse testi in corso d'opera, per approdare ad una riflessione generale su pro e contro dei media in rapporto a guerre, violenza, repressioni: da un lato la TV inchioda i regimi repressivi alle loro responsabilità (il caso della protesta in Cina), dall'altro la cinica indifferenza del telespettatore occidentale, ormai assuefatto a qualunque "spettacolo", banalizza anche la guerra fino a ridurla alla stregua di un video-gioco, o di un evento sportivo. Uno dei fili conduttori di tutto il disco divenne così il personaggio della scimmia - allegoria del genere umano - che fa zapping col televisore, del tutto indifferente a ciò che guarda: non tanto diversa in questo dal telespettatore-uomo (di frequente, il passaggio tra una traccia e l'altra del CD è costituito proprio dal rumore del cambio di canale TV). Waters immagina che gli alieni sbarchino sulla Terra dopo la fine del mondo e studino il comportamento della scimmia, mentre l'umanità è già ridotta ad ombre (come molte vittime di Hiroshima). Nel brano che chiude e dà il titolo all'album gli studiosi alieni scoprono le ombre, che un tempo erano uomini, riunite attorno ad apparecchi TV; concludono così che la specie umana si è estinta perché "si è intrattenuta a morte" (in inglese: Amused itself to death).
The Ballad of Bill Hubbard - What God Wants (Part I) - Perfect Sense (Part I & II) - The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range - Late Home Tonight (Part I & II) - Too Much Rope - What God Wants (Part II & III) - Watching TV - Three Wishes - It's A Miracle - Amused to Death
Un'introduzione all'album si trova nella pagina di It's A Miracle.