Roger Waters Every Strangers Eyes

[Waitress:] You wanna cup of coffee?
[Customers:] Heh, Turn that fucking juke box down
You want to turn down that juke box....loud in here
[Waitress:] I'm sorry, would you like a cup of coffee?
Ok, you take cream and sugar? Sure.
In truck stops and hamburger joints
In Cadillac limousines
In the company of has-beens
And bent-backs
And sleeping forms on pavement steps
In libraries and railway stations
In books and banks
In the pages of history
In suicidal cavalry attacks
I recognise...
Myself in every stranger's eyes
And in wheelchairs by monuments
Under tube trains and commuter accidents
In council care and county courts
At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts
In drawing rooms and city morgues
In award winning photographs
Of life rafts on the China seas
In transit camps, under arc lamps