Roger Waters - Sunset Strip lyrics

And I like playing with his great dane

But I don't fit

I feel alien and strange Kinda outa 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

A male voice choir on the short wave band

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

Californian Weirdo: I don't like fish.

Jim: You are listening to KAOS here in Los Angeles.

Californian Weirdo: I don't like fish.

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

Californian Weirdo: 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.

Jim: Oh no!

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

Jim: Thankyou.

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 ...

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