"In Paris There's A Rumble Under The Ground" lyrics - ROGER WATERS

[Troublemaker:]
In Paris there's a rumble under the ground
It's the sound of the printing press
And like a volcano when it blows
It spews out ideas like confetti, like snow

[Boy:]
Read all about it!
Hold the front page!
The street's a theatre
Each cafe...

[Chorus & Children:]
A stage!

[Ringmaster:]
But under every cafe awning
There appears this papal warning

[Troublemaker:]
His Holiness the Pope, I fear
Believes the Rights of Man to be a bad idea

[Revolutionary Priest:]
The pope does not want the rights of Man

[Company:]
The pope does not want the rights of Man

[Revolutionary Priest:]
He finds them too profane

[Company:]
He finds them too profane

[Revolutionary Priest:]
When a man bites the apple

[Company:]
When a man bites the apple

[Revolutionary Priest:]
He gets a taste for liberty

[Company:]
He gets a taste for liberty

[Revolutionary Priest:]
He gets... a taste of liberty

[Male Chorus:]
He gets... a taste of liberty

[Altar Boy:]
The Pope declares that it's a sin

[Male Chorus:]
The pope declares that it's a sin

[Troublemaker:]
So let us raid the apple tree
Although the Pope does not agree
He blesses us with sleight of hand
He doesn't want the Rights of Man

[Altar Boy:]
The Pope declares that it's a sin

[Male Chorus:]
The Pope declares that it's a sin

[Revolutionary Priest:]
The Pope declares that it's... a sin
People are sharing the apples
The Pope says Bless You but it's still a sin

[Company:]
The Pope says Bless You but it's still a sin

[Revolutionary Priest:]
The Pope gives his blessing with sleight of hand

[Company:]
The Pope gives his blessing with sleight of hand

[Revolutionary Priest:]
He doesn't want the

[Revolutionary Priest & Male Chorus:]
Rights... of Man

[Altar Boy:]
The Pope declares that it's a sin

[Male Chorus:]
The Pope declares that it's a sin

[Troublemaker:]
But the Pop can change his mind like that
Like trying on a different hat
Turning on the stars above and politics and God and love
Turning like an apple that shrivels on the sand
And when the core is rotten
No one tastes the Rights of Man

[Revolutionary Priest:]
You never taste the Rights of Man...

[Chorus:]
He does not want the Rights of Man
The Pope does not want the Rights of Man
He's made his stand
He washes his hands
The Pope does not... want the Rights of Man

[Revolutionary Priest:]
Nothing but a prayer to hope for
Nothing but a little wine to dream
Nothing for this hunger but a handful of grain
The horizon always the same

[Revolutionary Priest & Troublemaker:]
Rooted in this earth
Like our parents dead and gone
Like the trees which are our emblem
The horizon just goes on and on
We'll change it with a forest

[Revolutionary Priest, Troublemaker & Chorus:]
The olive and the oak tree
Will be our flags

[Curtain]