Fortunate Son/Comfortably Numb - Live - Summer 2005

I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade
 In my ever-present chair
 People laughing and smiles all around me
 Balloons and paper in my hair
 There's a man in a car with the top down
 Waving wildly at me
 The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking
 Better him, him than me
 I've stared down the devil, and had to look away
 Called out to the angels, but no one ever came
 Laid down odd and even, but double zero played
 That's all right, I'm a lucky one
 Such a fortunate son
 I was always taught well, taught well
 To be the strong one and keep it inside
 But sometimes I sit beside the freeway
 And howl out at the dark, dark sky
 I might just have to go out and burn one
 Have a drink or a few
 Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke
 And give the old man's best salute
 I've stared down the devil, and had to look away
 Called out to the angels, but no one ever came
 Laid down odd and even, but double zero played
 That's all right, I'm a lucky one
 Such a fortunate son
 I might just have to go out and burn one
 Have a drink or a few
 Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke
 And give the old man's best salute
 I've stared down the devil, and had to look away
 Called out to the angels, but no one ever came
 Laid down odd and even, but double zero played
 That's all right, I'm a lucky one
 Such a fortunate son
 There is no pain you are receding
 A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
 You are only coming through in waves
 Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
 When I was a child I caught a fever
 My hands felt just like two balloons
 Now I've got that feeling once again
 I can't explain, you would not understand
 This is not how I am
 I have become comfortably numb
 Ok, ok, ok
 Just a little pinprick
 There'll be no more ah!
 You may feel a little sick
 Can you stand up? Stand up?
 I do believe it's working, good
 That'll keep you going for the show
 Come on it's time to go, it's time to go
 There is no pain you are receding
 A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
 You are only coming through in waves
 Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'
 When I was a child
 I caught a fleeting glimpse, fleeting glimpse
 Out of the corner of my eye
 I turned to look but it was gone
 I cannot put my finger on it now
 The child is grown
 Dream is gone
 Oh, I have become comfortably numb
 I might just have to go out and burn one
 Have a drink or a few
 Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke
 And give the old man's best salute
 I've stared down the devil, and had to look away
 Called out to the angels, but no one ever came
 Laid down odd and even, but double zero played
 Yes I'm that, I'm a lucky one
 Such a fortunate son
 Such a fortunate son
 Such a fortunate son
 I'm a lucky one
 Such a fortunate son
 Such a fortunate son