MARIANNE FAITHFUL & ROGER WATERS
"Incarceration of a Flower Child"
自從 Syd Barrett 離開 The Pink Floyd 之後, 1968年 Roger Waters 另一首已撰寫好但從未給樂隊演譯過的作品, 歌詞抒繪出對 Syd 的沉淪而倍感無助。
直至1999年, Rogers 將此作品给與 Marianne Faithfull 收錄於她的專輯 "Vagabond Ways" 中, 據稱此曲的音樂引子, 是取自 "The Final Cut" 專輯中的一曲 "Yours Possible Pasts" 當中的 "Chorus 副歌" 的樂譜, 至於是否有喻 Syd Barrett 的遭遇, Roger Waters 就從不予置評。
Incarceration Of A Flower Child
Do you remember me?
How we used to be?
Helpless, and happy and blind
Sunk without hope
In a haze of good dope
And cheap wine
Laying on the living room floor
On those Indian tapestry cushions you made
Thinking of calling our first born Jasmine or Jade
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it to me
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about what it might be
Don't get up to open the door
Just stay with me here on the floor
It's gonna get cold in the 1970s
You wouldn't listen
You thought you knew better
You'll just have to speak to that man
Please believe me
I'll visit whenever I can
There in your little white room
With no windows
And three square sedations a day
You plead with the doctor
Whose running the show
Please don't take Jasmine away
And leave me alone
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it to me
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about what it might be
Don't get up to open the door
Just stay with me here on the floor
It's gonna get cold in the 1970s
Do you remember me?
How we used to be?
Helpless, and happy and blind
Sunk without hope
In a haze of good dope
And cheap wine
Now in your little white room
With no windows
And three square sedations a day
You plead with the doctor
Whose running the show
Please don't take Jasmine away
And leave me alone
How we used to be?
Helpless, and happy and blind
Sunk without hope
In a haze of good dope
And cheap wine
Laying on the living room floor
On those Indian tapestry cushions you made
Thinking of calling our first born Jasmine or Jade
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it to me
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about what it might be
Don't get up to open the door
Just stay with me here on the floor
It's gonna get cold in the 1970s
You wouldn't listen
You thought you knew better
You'll just have to speak to that man
Please believe me
I'll visit whenever I can
There in your little white room
With no windows
And three square sedations a day
You plead with the doctor
Whose running the show
Please don't take Jasmine away
And leave me alone
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it to me
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about it!
Don't think about what it might be
Don't get up to open the door
Just stay with me here on the floor
It's gonna get cold in the 1970s
Do you remember me?
How we used to be?
Helpless, and happy and blind
Sunk without hope
In a haze of good dope
And cheap wine
Now in your little white room
With no windows
And three square sedations a day
You plead with the doctor
Whose running the show
Please don't take Jasmine away
And leave me alone