Lyrics Roger Waters - Flushed With Wine

RINGMASTER
Flushed with wine Marie Antoinette
Casts down her red, white and blue rosette
An impetuous and dangerous vignette

OFFICER
And then with her charming little shoe

She grinds the precious symbol underfoot
What a lark, what a hoot
The regiments all follow suit
The regiments

CHORUS
The regiments

OFFICER
The regiments

CHORUS
The regiments

OFFICER & CHORUS
The regiments all follow suit

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
Red, white and blue and they all follow suit

CHILDRENS CHORUS
Red, white and blue and they all follow suit

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
In Paris there is nothing to eat

CHORUS
Not a crust, not a crumb
Not a grain of wheat

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
They think that starving may weaken the man in the street

CHORUS
Not a chance, they’re used to the heat

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
In Versailles they drink wine and dine on freshly baked bread

CHORUS
The peacock sprawls upon his bed

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
We choke on the bones of swallowed pride instead

CHORUS
Soon they’ll see what a feast they’ve made

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
A bitter feast

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHORUS

For the Parisians

CHORUS
...in the right flood

RINGMASTER
These hags, these shrews, these courtesans
These animals we call women
Are marching through the pouring rain
To bring the baker home again

CHORUS
Louis protests; he cries

KING
Veto, veto! I’ll give you all the bread if you’ll just let me go

RINGMASTER
These fishwives with their babies, these animals called ladies
Have carried back here to Paris
The King, The Queen and the Dauphin

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
Versailles has bloomed to the regiment’s final bow

CHORUS
Versailles bloomed

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
All fawning before

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHILDRENS CHORUS
The Austrian cow!

CHORUS
Fawning on bended knee

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
The party’s over

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHILDRENS CHORUS
Take down the marquee

CHORUS
Hang up your dancing shoes in the hanging tree

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
We’ll take the baker back to Paris

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHILDRENS CHORUS
Back to Paris

TROUBLEMAKER & MALE CHORUS
He’ll make bread for the price we decree

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST, CHILDRENS CHORUS & FEMALE CHORUS
The shrews, the hags and the courtesans

TROUBLE MAKER & MALE CHORUS
These animals we call women

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST, CHILDRENS CHORUS & FEMALE CHORUS
Will take back the King to Paris

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHILDRENS CHORUS
The crowd now seven thousand strong

TROUBLE MAKER & MALE CHORUS

Bore the royal coach along

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & CHILDRENS CHORUS
With trophies raised on pikes aloft

TROUBLE MAKER & MALE CHORUS
The guardsman’s heads they had cut off

TROUBLEMAKER
Adieu Versailles

MALE CHORUS
It rains, it pours, the crowd roars

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
Hold the severed heads on high

TROUBLE MAKER & MALE CHORUS
It rains, it pours, the crowd roars

REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST
Bonjour Paris

CHORUS
Adieu Versailles

COMPANY
Bonjour Paris, adieu Versailles