paroles de chanson Late Home Tonight, Pt. II - Roger Waters

Hark the wire service sing
Clear the satellite link
Check the fax machine
Hold the lead story, boys
There's some great pictures coming in
Now the pilot's heartbeat slows
Palms dry out
No questions, only orders
And the F-1 glides in nose-up through the cloudbase
And the ground crew cheers
As he puts down his landing gear
Hey boy, you're a hero
Take this cigar
And back home in Cleveland
All the papers and local TV stations
Will be calling your ma
And the farmer's wife
Shoos the cat off the chair
She says, sit down, my dear
Was the milking all right?
Our American friends are late home tonight