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from Shanghai Knights (샹하이 나이츠) by Randy Edelman [ost] (2003)
See that girl who's smiling so brightly,
Well I reckon she's cool and I reckon rightly, She's good looking and I ain't frightened, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly, My XKE is shining so brightly, The noose around us is slowly tightening, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly, My XKE is shining so brightly, The noose around us is slowly tightening, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. You can't catch me, I'm as fast as can be, Call me lightning, I'm as fast as can be, No you can't catch me, no you can't catch me. |
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from Shanghai Knights (샹하이 나이츠) by Randy Edelman [ost] (2003)
People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation) I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don't you all f- away (Talkin' 'bout my generation) And don't try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation) I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation) I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don't you all f- away (Talkin' 'bout my generation) And don't try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation) I'm not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation) I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby |
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from Austin Powers 2 (오스틴 파워 2) by George S. Clinton [ost] (1999)
People try to put us d-down
(Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby People try to put us d-down (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
You talk about your woman
I wish you could see mine, You talk about your woman I wish you could see mine, Every time she starts to lovin' She brings eyesight to the blind. You know her daddy gave her magic I can tell by the way she walks. You know her daddy gave her magic I can tell by the way she walks. Everytime we start shakin' The dumb begin to talk. She's got the power to heal you never fear She's got the power to heal you never fear Just a word from her lips And the deaf begin to hear. |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Do you think it's alright,
To leave the boy with Uncle Ernie? Do you think it's alright; He's had a few too many tonight! D'you think it's alright? I think it's alright, yes I think it's alright. |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie
I'm glad you won't see or hear me As I fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! Your mother left me here to mind you Now I'm doing what I want to Fiddling about Fiddling about Fiddle about! Down with the bedclothes Up with the nightshirt! Fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! You won't shout as I fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle. |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Ever since I was a young boy,
I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall... That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball ! He stands like a statue, Becomes part of the machine. Feeling all the bumpers Always playing clean. He plays by intuition, The digit counters fall. That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball ! He's a pin ball wizard There has got to be a twist. A pin ball wizard, S'got such a supple wrist. 'How do you think he does it? I don't know! What makes him so good?' He ain't got no distractions Can't hear those buzzers and bells, Don't see lights a flashin' Plays by sense of smell. Always gets a replay, Never seen him fall, That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball. I thought I was The Bally table king. But I just handed My pin ball crown to him. Even on my favorite table He can beat my best. His disciples lead him in And he just does the rest. He's got crazy flipper fingers Never seen him fall... That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball.!!!!! |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
There's a doctor I've found
Could bring us all joy! There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy! There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy! There's a man I've found could remove his sorrow, He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow, He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow! |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
He seems to be completely unreceptive.
The tests I gave him show no sense at all. His eyes react to light the dials detect it. He hears but cannot answer to your call. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. There is no chance no untried operation. All hope lies with him and none with me. Imagine though the shock from isolation. When he suddenly can hear and speak and see. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. His eyes can see his ears can hear his lips speak All the time the needles flick and rock. No machine can give the kind of stimulation, Needed to remove his inner block. Go to the mirror boy! Go to the mirror boy! I often wonder what he's feeling. Has he ever heard a word I've said? Look at him now in the mirror dreaming What is happening in his head? Listening to you I get the music. Gazing at you I get the heat Following you I climb the mountain I get excitement at your feet! Right behind you I see the millions On you I see the glory. From you I get the opinions From you I get the story. What is happening in his head Ooooh I wish I knew, I wish I knew. |
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Tommy can you hear me?
Can you feel me near you? Tommy can you feel me? Can I help to cheer you. |
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You don't answer my call
With even a nod or a wink But you gaze at your own reflection! You don't seem to see me But I think you can see yourself. How can the mirror affect you? Can you hear me Or do I surmise? That you fear me can you feel my temper RISE. Do you hear or fear or Do I smash the mirror. Do you hear of fear or Do I smash the mirror? SMASH! |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
I overwhelm as I approach you
Make your lungs hold breath inside! Lovers break caresses for me Love enhanced when I've gone by. You'll feel me coming, A new vibration >From afar you'll see me I'm a sensation. They worship me and all I touch Hazy eyed they catch my glance, Pleasant shudders shake their senses My warm momentum throws their stance. You'll feel me coming A new vibration >From afar you'll see me I'm a sensation. I leave a trail of rooted people Mesmerised by just the sight, The few I touch are now disciples Love as One I Am the Light... Soon you'll see me can't you feel me I'm coming... Send your troubles dancing he knows the answer I'm coming... I'm a sensation. |
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Extra! Extra!
Read all about it. Pin Ball Wizard in a miracle cure! Extra Extra read all about it EXTRA! |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce And she ran inside weeping. She got to her room and tears splashed the picture Of the new Messiah. She picked up the book of her father's life and threw it on the fire. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". The theme of the sermon was 'Come Unto Me, Love Will Find A Way', So Sally decided to ignore her dad, And sneak out anyway. She spent all afternoon getting ready, And decided she'd try to touch him. Maybe he'd see that she was free and talk to her this Sunday. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". She arrived at six and the place was swinging To gospel music by nine. Group after group appeared on the stage And Sally just sat there crying. She bit her nails, looking pretty as a picture, Right in the very front row. And then a DJ wearing a blazer with a badge Ran on and said, "Here we go!" The crowd went crazy As Tommy hit the stage. Little Sally got lost as the police bossed The crowd back in a rage. But soon the atmosphere was cooler As Tommy gave a lesson. Sally just had to let him know she loved him And leapt up on the rostrum. She ran cross stage to the spotlit figure And touched him on the face. Tommy whirled around as a uniformed man Threw her off the stage. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". Her cheek hit a chair and blood trickled down Mingling with her tears. Tommy carried on preaching And his voice filled Sally's ears. She caught his eye, she had to try, But couldn't see through ther lights. Her face was gashed and the ambulance men Had to carry her out that night. The crowd went crazy As Tommy left the stage. Little Sally was lost for the price of a touch And a gash across her face. OOooooh. Sixteen stiches put her right, and her dad said, "Don't say I didn't warn yer". Sally got married to a rock musician She met in California. Tommy always talks about the day The diciples all went wild. Sally still carries a scar on her cheek, To remind her of his smile. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
I'M FREE-I'm free,
And freedom tastes of reality, I'm free-I'm free, AN' I'm waiting for you to follow me. If I told you what it takes to reach the highest high, You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple' But you've been told many times before Messiahs pointed to the door And no one had the guts to leave the temple! I'm free-I'm free And freedom tastes of reality I'm free-I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me. How can we follow? How can we follow? |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Come to my house
Be one of the comfortable people. Come to this house We're drinking all night Never sleeping. Milkman come in! And you baker, Little old lady welcome And you shoe maker Come to this house! Into this house. Come to this house Be one of us. Make this your house Be one of us. You can help To collect some more in Young and old people Lets get them all in! Come to this house! Into this house. Ask along that man who's wearing a carnation. Bring every single person from Victoria Station, Go into that hospital and bring nurses and patients, Everybody go home and fetch their relations! Come to this house Be one of the comfortable people. Lovely bright home Drinking all night never sleeping. We need more room Build an extension A colourful palace Spare no expense now Come to this house Be one of us Come into this house Be one of us Come to this house Into this house Welcome |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Good morning Campers!
I'm your Uncle Ernie and I'll welcome you to Tommy's Holiday Camp The camp with the difference Nevermind the weather When you come to Tommy's The holiday's forever |
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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
Welcome to the Camp,
I guess you all know why we're here. My name is Tommy and I became aware this year If you want to follow me, you've got to play pinball. And put in your earplugs put on your eyeshades you know where to put the cork Hey you getting drunk, so sorry! I've got you sussed. Hey you smoking Mother Nature! This is a bust! Hey hung up old Mr. Normal, Don't try to gain my trust! 'Cause you ain't gonna follow me any of those ways Although you think you must We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it Never did and never will We're not gonna take it Gonna break it, gonna shake it, let's forget it better still Now you can't hear me, your ears are truly sealed. You can't speak either, your mouth is filled. You can't see nothing, and pinball completes the scene. Here comes Uncle Ernie to guide you to Your very own machine. We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it Never did and never will Don't want no religion And as far as we can tell We ain't gonna take you Never did and never will We're not gonna take you We forsake you Gonna rape you Let's forget you better still. See me. Feel me. Touch me. Heal me. Listening to you, I get the music. Gazing at you, I get the heat. Following you, I climb the mountains. I get excitement at your feet. Right behind you, I see the millions. On you, I see the glory. From you, I get opinions. From you, I get the story. |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (AND THAT'S AN INVITATION), roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (TO MAKE A RESERVATION), roll up for the mystery tour. The magical mystery tour is waiting to take you away, Waiting to take you away. Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (WE'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED), roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (SATISFACTION GUARANTEED), roll up for the mystery tour. The magical mystery tour is hoping to take you away. Hoping to take you away. Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (AND THAT'S AN INVITATION), roll up for the mystery tour. Roll up (TO MAKE A RESERVATION), roll up for the mystery tour. The magical mystery tour is coming to take you away. Coming to take you away. The magical mystery tour is dying to take you away. Dying to take you away, take you away. |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Day after day alone on the hill The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him They can see that he's just a fool And he never seem to notice But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head See the world spinning round Well on the way, his head in a cloud The man of a thousand voices is talking perfectly loud But nobody ever hears him Or the sound he appears to make And he never seems to notice But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head See the world spinning round Oh, round, round, round, round, round And nobody seems to like him they can tell what he wants to do And he never shows his feelings But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head See the world spinning round Oh, round, round, round, round, round And he never listen to them He knows that they're the fools But they don't like him The fool on the hill sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head See the world spinning round Oh, round, round, round, round, round oh
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
There's a fog upon L.A. And my friends have lost their way We'll be over soon they said Now they've lost themselves instead Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Or I may be asleep Well it only goes to show And I told them where to go Ask a policeman on the street There's so many there to meet Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Or I may be asleep Now it's past my bed I know And I'd really like to go Soon will be the break of day Sitting here in Blue Jay Way Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Or I may be asleep Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Please don't be long Please don't you be very long Please don't be long Don't be long Don't be long Don't be long Don't be long Don't be long Don't be long Don't be long
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Your mother should know
written by Lennon/McCartney main vocal by McCartney Let's all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before your mother was born Though she was born a long, long time ago Your mother should know Your mother should know Sing it again Let's all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before your mother was born Though she was born a long, long time ago Your mother should know Your mother should know Lift up your hearts and sing me a song that was a hit before your mother was born Though she was born a long, long time ago Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da Though she was born a long, long time ago Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know Your mother should know |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together See how they run like pigs from a gun see how they fly I'm crying Sitting on a cornflake Waiting for the van to come Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday Man you've been a naughty boy you let your face grow long I am the eggman they are the eggmen I am the walrus Goo goo g' joob Mr. city policeman sitting pretty little policemen in a row See how they fly like Lucy in the sky See how they run I'm crying I'm crying, I'm crying Yellow matter custard Dripping from a dead dog's eye Crabalocker fishwife Pornographic priestess Boy, you've been a naughty girl you let your knickers down I am the eggman They are the eggmen I am the walrus Goo goo g' joob Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun If the sun don't come you get a tan from standing in the English rain I am the eggman They are the eggmen I am the walrus Goo goo g' joob Expert, texpert choking smokers don't you think the joker laughs at you See how they smile like pigs in a sty See how they snide I'm crying Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel tower Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe I am the eggman They are the eggmen I am the walrus Goo goo g' joob Goo goo g' joob Goo goo g' goo goo goo g' joob goo juba juba juba juba juba juba juba juba juba juba juba juba [talking from Shakespeare's King Lear] Slave, thou hast slain me:--Villain take my purse: If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body; And take the letters which thou fid'st about me To Edmund Earl of Gloster; seek him out Upon the British party:--O untimely death! I know thee well: a serviceable villain; As duteous to the vices of thy mistress As badness would desire. What, is he dead? Sit you down, father; rest you.
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
You say yes, I say no.
You say stop and I say go go go, oh no. You say goodbye and I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello. I say high, you say low. You say why and I say I don't know, oh no. You say goodbye and I say hello HELLO GOODBYE HELLO GOODBYE hello hello HELLO GOODBYE I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello HELLO GOODBYE HELLO GOODBYE hello hello HELLO GOODBYE I don't know why you say goodbye HELLO GOODBYE I say goodbye. Why why why why why why do you say goodbye goodbye, oh no? You say goodbye and I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello. You say yes I SAY YES I say no BUT I MAY MEAN NO. You say stop I CAN STAY and I say go go go TILL IT'S TIME TO GO OH, oh no. You say goodbye and I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say goodbye Hello hello I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello hello. Hela heba helloa CHA CHA, hela... |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low. That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream. I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Strawberry Fields forever. |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Penny lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know And all the people that come and go stop and say hello On the corner is a banker with a motor car . The little children laugh at hime behind his back and the banker never wears a "MAC"in the pouring rain, very strange * Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes There beneath the blue suburban skies. I sit and meanwhile Back in penny lane there is a fireman with an hour glass And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen He likes to keep his fire engine coean,it's a clean machine * Repeat Full of fish and finger pies in summer meanwhile Back behind the shelter in the middle of a round about The pretty nurses selling poppies from a tray She is anyway Penny lane the barber shaves another customer We see the banker sitting waiting for a trend And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain Very strange * Repeat There beneath the blue suburban skies I sit and meanwhile back * Repeat There beheath the blue suburban skies Penny lane... |
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from The Beatles 9집 - Magical Mystery Tour [ost] (1967)
Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say but you can learn how the play the game It's easy There's nothing you can make that can't me made No on you can save that can't be saved Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time It's easy All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need There's nothing you can know that isn't known Nothing you can see that isn't shown No where you can be that isn't where you're meant to be It's easy All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need Love is all you need That is all you need That is all you need That is all you need That is all you need
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from Summer Of Sam (썸머 오브 샘) by Terence Blanchard [ost] (1999)
Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland Sally ,take my hand Travel south crossland Put out the fire Don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together Before we get much older Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland Oh, oh Teenage wasteland They're all wasted! |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland Sally ,take my hand Travel south crossland Put out the fire Don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together Before we get much older Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland Oh, oh Teenage wasteland They're all wasted! |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
My life's
In jeopardy Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be I ain't been home since Friday night and now my wife Is comin' after me Give me police protection Gonna buy a gun so I can look after number one Give me a bodyguard a black belt judo expert With a machine gun Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane When she catches up with me won't be no time to explain She thinks I've been with another woman and that's enough To send her half insane Gonna buy a fast car Put on my lead boots And take a long long drive I may end up spendin' all my money But I'll still be alive All I did was have a bit too much to drink And I picked the wrong precinct Got picked up by the law and now I ain't got time to think Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane When she catches up with me won't be no time to explain She thinks I've been with another woman and that's enough To send her half insane Gonna buy a fast car Put on my lead boots And take a long long drive I may end up spendin' all my money But I'll still be alive And I'm oh so tired of running Gonna lay down on the floor I gotta rest some time so I can get to run some more Yeah She's comin' She's comin' She's comin' She's comin' She's comin' She's comin' She's comin' |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
I'm going home
And when I want to go home, I'm going mobile Well I'm gonna find a home on wheels, see how it feels, Goin' mobile Keep me moving I can pull up by the curb, I can make it on the road, Goin' mobile I can stop in any street And talk with people that we meet Goin' mobile Keep me moving Out in the woods Or in the city It's all the same to me When I'm driving free The world's my home When I'm mobile Play the tape machine Make the toast and tea When I'm mobile Well, I can lay in bed with only highway ahead When I'm mobile Keep me moving Keep me moving Over fifty Keep me groovin' Just a hippie gypsy Come on move now Movin' Keep me movin' yeah Keep me movin', movin', movin', yeah Movin' yeah Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile.... I don't care about pollution I'm an air-conditioned gypsy That's my solution Watch the police and the taxman miss me! I'm mobile! Mobile, mobile, mobile, yeah |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what it's like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free When my fist clenches, crack it open Before I use it and lose my cool When I smile, tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool And if I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat And if I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
We'll be fighting in the streets With our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on Sit in judgement of all wrong They decide and the shotgun sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again The change, it had to come We knew it all along We were liberated from the foe, that's all And the world looks just the same And history ain't changed 'Cause the banners, they'd all flown in the last war I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again No, no! I'll move myself and my family aside If we happen to be left half alive I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky For I know that the hypnotized never lie Do ya? Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! There's nothing in the street Looks any different to me And the slogans are out-phased, by-the-bye And the party on the left Is now party on the right And their beards have all grown longer overnight I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again Don't get fooled again No, no! Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Meet the new boss Same as the old boss |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
chorus:
We're having a lovely time, wish you were here We're having a lovely time, wish you were here There's miles of frankfurters and people who hurt us in Germany We haven't played since yesterday There's just ten more shows and one week to go We'd all like to go chorus Great piles of spaghetti, bad vibes like confetti in Italy We go by train and not by plane We'd come home by car if it wasn't too far To drive home by car Hope you're well at home, Next week I'll try to phone, Not very long to go, I'll tell you when I'm coming home as soon as I know chorus There's lots of French fries, disapproving eyes in the U.S.A. We've had no shows since I don't know There's just one thing wrong, we've been here too long The money's all gone chorus There's kangaroos and we're bad news in Australia Thrown off the plane for drinking beer So long on the plane it drove us insane So long on the plane Hope you're well at home, Next week I'll try to phone Not very long to go I'll tell you when I'm coming home as soon as I know chorus We've done very well, but we've been to hell and heaven as well |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
Baby don't you do it, don't do it babe
Don't break my heart, don't do it babe Don't break my heart, please don't do it babe Don't you break my heart 'Cause I sacrifice to make you happy Get nothin' for myself Now you wanna leave me For the love of someone else My pride is all gone, whether right or wrong I believe, baby, you'd better keep on keepin' on Girl, I try to do my best Girl, I try to do my best, don't do it babe Don't break my heart, oh don't do it baby Don't break my heart My biggest mistake was lovin' you too much And lettin' you know 'Cause now you've got me where you want me And you're gonna let me go My heart was made glad when you strolled, you see Heartaches and misery you've been causin' me Girl, I try to do my best Girl, I try to do my best Don't you do it, don't break my heart Go down to the river and there I'll be I'm gonna jump in, baby, if you don't see by me Open up your eyes; can't you see I love you? Open up your heart; can't you see I need you? I'm no good without you, can't go on without you Life's no good without you, what'm I gonna do without you? Baby don't do it, don't you break my heart Don't you do it, baby, don't you break my heart What'm I gonna do without you? Got to go on, baby Baby don't you do it |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
Take a little dope
And walk out in the air The stars are all connected To the brain Find me a woman and lay down on the ground Her pleasure comes fallin' down like rain Get myself a car I feel power as I fly Whoa, now I'm really in control {Chorus:} It all looks fine To the naked eye! But it don't really happen that way at all! Don't happen that way at all! You sign your own name And I'll sign mine They're both the same We still get separate rooms You can cover up your guts But when you cover up your nuts You're admittin' that there must be something wrong Press any button Milk and honey flow The world begins behind your neighbor's wall [Chorus} You hold the gun And I hold the wound And we stand lookin' in each other's eyes {Chorus} ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By CUNNIFF, JILL <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
The foreman over there hates the gang,
The poor people on the farms get it so rough, Truck drivers drive like the devil, The policemen they're acting so tough. They need water, Good water, They need water, And I'm sure there isn't one of us here Who'd say no to somebody's daughter. No, no, no, no, no. The foreman over there hates the gang, The poor people on the farms get it so rough, Truck drivers drive like the devil, The policemen they're acting so tough. They need water, Good water, They need water, And maybe somebody's daughter. Indian Lake is burning, The New York skyline is hazy, The River Thames is turning dry, The whole world is blazing. We need water, Wow yeah good water, Ooh we need water, And maybe somebody's daughter. Ah gimme gimme good water, Ah gimme gimme gimme good water, Ah gimme good water, Please don't refuse me, mister, I seen your daughter at the oasis And I'm beginning to blister. My Chevrolet just made steam, Your crop is laying foul, My grass skirt's lost its green, I'm alive but I don't know how. I need water, good good water, They need water, Gimme gimme gimme good water, Wow, gimme gimme gimme good water, Gimme gimme gimme good water, Come on gimme gimme gimme... [Faintly] Champagne! ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By PETER TOWNSHEND <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
I've looked under chairs
I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables chorus: They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die I asked Bobby Dylan I asked The Beatles I asked Timothy Leary But he couldn't help me either chorus People tend to hate me 'Cause I never smile As I ransack their homes They want to shake my hand Focusing on nowhere Investigating miles I'm a seeker I'm a really desperate man I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die I learned how to raise my voice in anger Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile? I'm happy when life's good And when it's bad I cry I've got values but I don't know how or why I'm looking for me You're looking for you We're looking in at other And we don't know what to do chorus |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
Got a feeling inside (Can't explain)
It's a certain kind (Can't explain) I feel hot and cold (Can't explain) Yeah, down in my soul, yeah (Can't explain) I said ... (Can't explain) I'm feeling good now, yeah, but (Can't explain) Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling blue The things you've said, well, maybe they're true I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again I know what it means, but Can't explain I think it's love Try to say it to you When I feel blue But I can't explain (Can't explain) Yeah, hear what I'm saying, girl (Can't explain) Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling bad The things you've said have got me real mad I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again I know what it means but Can't explain I think it's love Try to say it to you When I feel blue But I can't explain (Can't explain) Forgive me one more time, now (Can't explain) I said I can't explain, yeah You drive me our ot my mind Yeah, I'm the worrying kind, babe I said I can't explain |
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from The Who - Who's Next (1971)
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what it's like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free When my fist clenches, crack it open Before I use it and lose my cool When I smile, tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool And if I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat And if I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes |
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from C.S.I. (씨에스아이 과학수사대) by John M. Keane [ost] (2002)
Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who? I woke up in a Soho doorwayA policeman knew my nameHe said "You can go sleep at home tonightIf you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the undergroundAnd the breeze blew back my hairI remember throwin' punches aroundAnd preachin' from my chair Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I took the tube back out of townBack to the Rollin' PinI felt a little like a dying clownWith a streak of Rin Tin Tin I stretched back and I hiccuppedAnd looked back on my busy dayEleven hours in the Tin PanGod, there's got to be another way Who are you?Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ... Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who? Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I know there's a place you walkedWhere love falls from the treesMy heart is like a broken cupI only feel right on my knees I spit out like a sewer holeYet still recieve your kissHow can I measure up to anyone nowAfter such a love as this? Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes, she is, think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it, do something about it We make her paint her face and dance If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man While putting her down we pretend that she's above us Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me Take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave of the slaves Ah yeah, better scream about it We make her bear and raise our children And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen We tell her home is the only place she should be Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me Take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slaves Yeah, alright We insult her every day on TV And wonder why she has no guts or confidence When she's young we kill her will to be free While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slaves Yes, she is If you believe me, you better scream about it REPEAT: We make her paint her face and dance... |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
What a waste of human power
What a waste of human lives Shoot the prisoners in the towers Forty-three poor widowed wives Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Media blames it on the prisoners But the prisoners did not kill "Rockefeller pulled the trigger" That is what the people feel Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Free the prisoners, jail the judges Free all prisoners everywhere All they want is truth and justice All they need is love and care Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State They all live in suffocation Let's not watch them die in sorrow Now's the time for revolution Give them all a chance to grow Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Come together join the movement Take a stand for human rights Fear and hatred clouds our judgement Free us all from endless night Attica State, Attica State, we're all mates with Attica State Attica State, Attica State, we all live in Attica State Attica State, Attica State, Attica, Attica, Attica State |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
We're born in a prison
Raised in a prison Sent to a prison called school We cry in a prison We love in a prison We dream in a prison like fools Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate We live with no reason Kicked around for no reason Thrown out without reason like tools We work in a prison And hate in a prison And die in a prison as a rule Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate We live in a prison Among judges and wardens And wait for no reason for you We laugh in a prison Go through all four seasons And die with no vision of truth Wood becomes a flute when it's loved Reach for yourself and your battered mates Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Standing on the corner
Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel And we found that he was real He sang, "The Pope smokes dope every day" Up come a policeman shoved us up the street Singing, "Power to the people today!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well down to Max's Kansas City Got down the nitty gritty With the Elephants Memory Band Laid something down As the news spread around About the Plastic Ono Elephants Memory Band! And we played some funky boogie And laid some tutti frutti Singing, "Long Tall Sally's a man." Up come a preacherman trying to be a teacher Singing, "God's a red herring in drag!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? Well we did the Staten Island Ferry Making movies for the telly Played the Fillmore and Apollo for freedom Tried to shake our image Just a cycling through the Village But found that we had left it back in London Well nobody came to bug us Hustle us or shove us So we decided to make it our home If the Man wants to shove us out We gonna jump and shout The Statue of Liberty said, "Come!" New York City...New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? New York City...back in New York City...New York City Que pasa, New York? Que pasa, New York? |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Well it was Sunday bloody Sunday
When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the Free Derry air Is there any one amongst you Dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lids! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You claim to be majority Well you know that it's a lie You're really a minority On this sweet emerald isle When Stormont bans our marches They've got a lot to learn Internment is no answer It's those mothers' turn to burn! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You anglo pigs and scotties Sent to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Well, it's always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep Falls Road free forever From the bloody English hands Repatriate to Britain All of you who call it home Leave Ireland to the Irish Not for London or for Rome! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
It ain't fair, John Sinclair
In the stir for breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stir for breathing air Let him be, set him free Let him be like you and me They gave him ten for two What else can the judges do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free If he'd been a soldier man Shooting gooks in Vietnam If he was the CIA Selling dope and making hay He'd be free, they'd let him be Breathing air, like you and me They gave him ten for two What else can the judges do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free They gave him ten for two They got Ali Otis too. Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free Was he jailed for what he done? Or representing everyone Free John now, if we can From the clutches of the man Let him be, lift the lid Bring him to his wife and kids They gave him ten for two What else can the bastards do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
There may not be much difference
Between Chairman Mao and Richard Nixon If we strip them naked There may not be much difference Between Marilyn Monroe and Lenny Bruce If we check their coffins There may not be much difference Between White House and Hall of People If we count their windows There may not be much difference Between Raquel Welch and Jerry Rubin If we hear their heartbeat We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together There may not be much difference Between Eldrige Cleaver and Queen of England If we bottle their tears There may not be much difference Between Manson and the Pope If we press their smile There may not be much difference Between Rockefeller and you If we hear you sing There may not be much difference Between you and me If we show our dreams We're all water from different rivers That's why it's so easy to meet We're all water in this vast, vast ocean Someday we'll evaporate together What's the difference? What's the difference? There's no difference! There's no difference! What's the difference? |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Temperature's rising
Fever is high Can't see no future Can't see no sky My feet are so heavy So is my head I wish I was a baby I wish I was dead Cold turkey has got me on the run My body is aching Goose-pimple bone Can't see no body Leave me alone My eyes are wide open Can't get to sleep One thing I'm sure of I'm in at the deep freeze Cold turkey has got me on the run Cold turkey has got me on the run Thirty-six hours Rolling in pain Praying to someone Free me again Oh I'll be a good boy Please make me well I promise you anything Get me out of this hell Cold turkey has got me on the run Oh, oh, oh, oh |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Say please!
Please! Please! Say Please! We take turns conducting Okay |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Scumbag, scumbag,
scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, yeah! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, ho! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag. Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. Scum, scum, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. -"Hey, listen! I don't know whether you can tell what the Words are to this song but there's only two of them And I'd like to have you sing along 'cause it's real easy. Anybody who comes to the fillmore east can sing this song. The name of the song is 'scumbag'. Ok? And all you gotta do is sing 'scumbag'. Right on, brothers and sister let's hear it for the 'scumbag'!" Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scum, scumbag, baby, scumbag, scumbag. Scumbag, baby, scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, (scumbag, baby) scumbag, oh yeah, (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) (who's scumbag?) Hey, scumbag, (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag (scumbag) scumbag, scumbag, scum, uh! Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag (scumbag) scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag. (oh, oh, oh, yeah) |
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from Some Time In New York City (1973)
Good night!
Good night, thank you! Thank you We'd like to thank Frank for having us on here Yeah, he's great, isn't he? He's the greatest |
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from Apollo 13 (아폴로 13) by James Horner [ost] (1995)
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you've played And never see you when deliberately you put things in my way Well, here's a poke at you You're gonna choke on it too You're gonna lose that smile Beacuse all the while I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say That you still want me Well, that's as may be But you gotta stand trial Because all the while I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah The Eiffel Tower and the Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right through the haze Well, here's a poke at you You're gonna choke on it too You're gonna lose that smile Beacuse all the while I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler 'Bout workin' all summer Just to try to earn a dollar Well, I went to the bossman Tried to get a break But the boss said 'No dice, son, You gotta work late' Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do 'Cos there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues Well, my Mom and Poppa told me Son, you gotta earn some money If you want to use the care To go riding next Sunday Well, I wouldn't go to work I told the boss I was sick He said 'You can't use the car 'Cos you didn't work a lick' Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do 'Cos there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues Gonna take two weeks Gonna have a fine vacation Gonna take my problem To the United Nations Well' I went to my congressman He said 'quote' 'I'd like to help you son, But you're too yound to vote' Sometimes I wonder what am I gonna do 'Cos there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
It's getting late have you seen my mates,
Go on and tell me when the boys get here. It's seven o'clock and I want to rock, Want to get a belly full of beer. My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys And my old lady she don't care My sister looks cute in her braces and boots with a handful of grease in her hair. Hey... Don't give us none of your aggravation, We've had it with your discipline. Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting, get a little action in. I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.Cause' Saturday Night's the night I like, Saturday Nights Alright.. Alright, Alright! Well, we're packed pretty tight in here tonight and I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right. I may use a little muscle to get what I need, and sink a little drink and shout out, |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
People try to put us d-down
(Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby People try to put us d-down (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
See that girl who's smiling so brightly,
Well I reckon she's cool and I reckon rightly, She's good looking and I ain't frightened, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly, My XKE is shining so brightly, The noose around us is slowly tightening, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly, My XKE is shining so brightly, The noose around us is slowly tightening, I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning. You can't catch me, I'm as fast as can be, Call me lightning, I'm as fast as can be, No you can't catch me, no you can't catch me. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Captain Walker
Didn't come home His unborn child, Will never know him Believe him missing With a number of men Don't expect To see him again. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
I've got a feeling twenty one Is going to be a good year. Especially if you and me See it in together. So you think 21 is going to be a good year. It could be for me and her, But you and her-no never! I had no reason to be over optimistic, But somehow when you smiled I could brave bad weatherWhat about the boy? What about the boy? What about the boy? He saw it all! You didn't hear it You didn't see it. You won't say nothing to no one ever in your life. You never heard it Oh how absurd it All seems without any proof. You didn't hear it You didn't see it You never heard it not a word of it. You won't say nothing to no one Never tell a soul What you know is the Truth. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Deaf Dumb and blind boy
He's in a quiet vibration land Strange as it seems his musical dreams Ain't quite so bad. Ten years old With thoughts as bold as thought can be Loving life and becoming wise In simplicity. Sickness will surely take the mind Where minds can't usually go. Come on the amazing journey And learn all you should know. A vague haze of delerium creeps up on me. All at once a tall stranger I suddenly see. He's dressed in a silver sparked Glittering gown And His golden beard flows Nearly down to the ground. Nothing to say and nothing to hear And nothing to see. Each sensation makes a note in my symphony. Sickness will surely take the mind Where minds can't usually go. Come on the amazing journey And learn all you should know. His eyes are the eyes that Transmit all they know. Sparkle warm crystalline glances to show That he is your leader And he is your guide On the amazing journey together you'll ride. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
You talk about your woman I wish you could see mine, You talk about your woman I wish you could see mine, Every time she starts to lovin' She brings eyesight to the blind. You know her daddy gave her magic I can tell by the way she walks. You know her daddy gave her magic I can tell by the way she walks. Everytime we start shakin' The dumb begin to talk. She's got the power to heal you never fear She's got the power to heal you never fear Just a word from her lips And the deaf begin to hear. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Did you ever see the faces of children They get so excited. Waking up on christmas morning Hours before the winter 1's ignited. They believe in dreams and all they mean Including heavens generosity. Peeping round the door to see what parcels are for free In curiosity. And Tommy doesn't know what day it is. Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is. How can he be saved? From the eternal grave. Surrounded by his friends he sits so silently, And unaware of everything. Playing poxy pin ball picks his nose and smiles and Pokes his tongue at everything. I believe in love but how can men who've never seen Light be enlightened. Only if he's cured will his spirits future level ever heighten. And Tommy doesn't know what day it is. Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is. How can he be saved? >From the eternal grave. Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? How can he be saved? [Tommy:] See me, feel me Touch me, heal me. See me, feel me Touch me, heal me! Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? Tommy can you hear me? How can he be saved? |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
If your child ain't all he should be now
This girl will put him right. I'll show him what he could be now Just give me one night. I'm the Gypsy - the acid Queen. Pay before we start. I'm the Gypsy - I'm guranteed. to tear your soul apart. Give us a room and close the door Leave us for a while. Your boy won't be a boy no more Young, but not a child. I'm the Gypsy - the acid queen. Pay before we start. I'm the Gypsy the acid queen. I'll tear your soul apart. Gather your wits and hold on fast, Your mind must learn to roam. Just as the Gypsy Queen must do You're gonna hit the road. My work is done now look at him He's never been more alive. His head it shakes his fingers clutch. Watch his body writhe I'm the Gypsy - the acid queen. Pay before we start. I'm the Gypsy - I'm guaranteed. to tear your soul apart. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Local Lad:
Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. )From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall... That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball ! He stands like a statue, Becomes part of the machine. Feeling all the bumpers Always playing clean. He plays by intuition, The digit counters fall. That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball ! He's a pin ball wizard There has got to be a twist. A pin ball wizard, S'got such a supple wrist. 'How do you think he does it? I don't know! What makes him so good?' He ain't got no distractions Can't hear those buzzers and bells, Don't see lights a flashin' Plays by sense of smell. Always has a replay, 'n' never tilts at all... That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball. I thought I was The Bally table king. But I just handed My pin ball crown to him. Even my usual table He can beat my best. His disciples lead him in And he just does the rest. He's got crazy flipper fingers Never seen him fall... That deaf dumb and blind kind Sure plays a mean pin ball.!!!!! |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Do you think it's alright, To leave the boy with Uncle Ernie? Do you think it's alright; He's had a few too many tonight! D'you think it's alright? Father: I think it's alright, yes I think it's alright. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie I'm glad you won't see or hear me As I fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! Your mother left me here to mind you Now I'm doing what I want to Fiddling about Fiddling about Fiddle about! Down with the bedclothes Up with the nightshirt! Fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! You won't shout as I fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about Fiddle about ! Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Tommy can you hear me?
Can you feel me near you? [Mother:] Tommy can you feel me? Can I help to cheer you. |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
There's a doctor I've found
Could bring us all joy! There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy! There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy! There's a man I've found could remove his sorrow, He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow, He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow! |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
He seems to be completely unreceptive.
The tests I gave him show no sense at all. His eyes react to light the dials detect it. He hears but cannot answer to your call. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. There is no chance no untried operation. All hope lies with him and none with me. Imagine though the shock from isolation. When he suddenly can hear and speak and see. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. See me, feel me, touch me, heal me. His eyes can see His ears can hear his lips speak All the time the needles flick and rock. No machine can give the kind of stimulation, Needed to remove his inner block. Go to the mirror boy! Go to the mirror boy! I often wonder what he's feeling. Has he ever heard a word I've said? Look at him now in the mirror dreaming What is happening in his head? Listening to you I get the music. Gazing at you I get the heat Following you I climb the mountain I get excitement at your feet! Right behind you I see the millions On you I see the glory. From you I get the opinions From you I get the story. What is happening in his head Ooooh I wish I knew, I wish I knew ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By PETER TOWNSHEND <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
You don't answer my call With even a nod or a twitch But you gaze at your own reflection! You don't seem to see me But I think you can see yourself. How can the mirror affect you? Can you hear me Or do I surmise? That you fear me can you feel my temper RISE. Do you hear or fear or Do I smash the mirror. Do you hear of fear or Do I smash the mirror? SMASH! |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Extra! Extra! Read all about it. Pin Ball Wizard in a miracle cure! Extra Extra read all about it EXTRA! |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced
That Sally couldn't go to the meeting He went on cleaning his blue Rolls Royce And she ran inside weeping. She got to her room and tears splashed the picture Of the new Messiah. She picked up the book of her father's life and threw it on the fire. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". The theme of the sermon was 'Come Unto Me, Love Will Find A Way', So Sally decided to ignore her dad, And sneak out anyway. She spent all afternoon getting ready, And decided she'd try to touch him. Maybe he'd see that she was free and talk to her this Sunday. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". She arrived at six and the place was swinging To gospel music by nine. Group after group appeared on the stage And Sally just sat there crying. She bit her nails, looking pretty as a picture, Right in the very front row. And then a DJ wearing a blazer with a badge Ran on and said, "Here we go!" The crowd went crazy As Tommy hit the stage. Little Sally got lost as the police bossed The crowd back in a rage. But soon the atmosphere was cooler As Tommy gave a lesson. Sally just had to let him know she loved him And leapt up on the rostrum. She ran cross stage to the spotlit figure And touched him on the face. Tommy whirled around as a uniformed man Threw her off the stage. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". Her cheek hit a chair and blood trickled down Mingling with her tears. Tommy carried on preaching And his voice filled Sally's ears. She caught his eye, she had to try, But couldn't see through ther lights. Her face was gashed and the ambulance men Had to carry her out that night. The crowd went crazy As Tommy left the stage. Little Sally was lost for the price of a touch And a gash across her face. OOooooh. Sixteen stiches put her right, and her dad said, "Don't say I didn't warn yer". Sally got married to a rock musician She met in California. Tommy always talks about the day The diciples all went wild. Sally still carries a scar on her cheek, To remind her of his smile. She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart. But her mother said, "Never mind. Your part Is to be what you'll be". |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
I'M FREE- I'm free, And freedom tastes of reality, I'm free-I'm free, AN' I'm waiting for you to follow me. If I told you what it takes to reach the highest high, You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple' But you've been told many times before Messiahs pointed to the door And no one had the guts to leave the temple! I'm free-I'm free And freedom tastes of reality I'm free-I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me. [Chorus:] How can we follow? How can we follow? |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Good morning Campers! I'm your Uncle Ernie and I'll welcome you to Tommy's Holiday Camp The camp with the difference Nevermind the weather When you come to Tommy's The holiday's forever |
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from The Who - Live At Leeds [live] (1995)
Tommy: Welcome to the Camp,
I guess you all know why we're here. My name is Tommy and I became aware this year If you want to follow me, you've got to play pinball. And put in your earplugs put on your eyeshades you know where to put the cork Hey you getting drunk, so sorry! I've got you sussed. Hey you smoking Mother Nature! This is a bust! Hey hung up old Mr. Normal, Don't try to gain my trust! 'Cause you ain't gonna follow me any of those ways Although you think you must Guests: We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it Never did and never will We're not gonna take it Gonna break it, gonna shake it, let's forget it better still Tommy: Now you can't hear me, your ears are truly sealed. You can't speak either, your mouth is filled. You can't see nothing, and pinball completes the scene. Here comes Uncle Ernie to guide you to Your very own machine. Guests: We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it We're not gonna take it Never did and never will Don't want no religion And as far as we can tell We ain't gonna take you Never did and never will We're not gonna take you We forsake you Gonna rape you Let's forget you better still. Tommy: See me. Feel me. Touch me. Heal me. Listening to you, I get the music. Gazing at you, I get the heat. Following you, I climb the mountains. I get exc |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
I don't mind your love
I don't mind the one you're thinkin' of I know, I know You gonna miss me I don't mind your love so sound I don't mind, it can't go cold I know, I know You gonna miss me I don't mind, it's the end of my song I don't mind, good-bye, so long I know, said, baby I know You gonna miss me |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
I know when I've had enough
When I think your love is rough [Chorus] The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone out of our love I know it's wrong We should enjoy it, but The good's gone The good's gone Once we used to get along Now, each time we kiss, it's wrong [Chorus] Now it ain't no fun And the good's gone now We used to love as one But we have forgotten now I know when I've had enough When I think your love is rough [Chorus] It's gone forever |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
People try to put us d-down
(Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby Why don′t you all f-fade away (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) And don′t try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) I′m just talkin′ ′bout my g-g-generation (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby People try to put us d-down (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin′ ′bout my generation) This is my generation This is my generation, baby |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl
That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright I know if I go things would be a lot better for her I had things planned, but her folks wouldn't let her I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
Please, please, please, please me (You don't have to go)
Baby please, baby please, please me (You don't have to go) Baby please, baby please don't go (You don't have to go) Don't go, I said baby, don't baby I love you so (You don't have to go) Baby, you know you broke my heart when you went away (You don't have to go) I said, I said, I said I'll see you some other day (You don't have to go) I said, baby, baby, please, don't go (You don't have to go) Don't go, no baby, no baby I love you so (You don't have to go) Take this pain from my heart Baby, let me take you by the hand (You don't have to go) Baby, baby let me, let me be your lover man (You don't have to go) Baby please, baby please don't go (You don't have to go) Don't go, I said baby, don't baby I love you so (You don't have to go) Please, please, please, please me (You don't have to go) Baby please, baby please, please me (You don't have to go) Baby please, baby please don't go (You don't have to go) Don't go, I said baby, don't baby I love you so (You don't have to go) Please please me |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
It's not true
You say I've been in prison You say I've got a wife You say I've had help doing Everything throughout my life [Chorus] It's not true, it's not true I'm telling you Cause I'm up here and you're nowhere It's not true, so there I haven't got eleven kids I weren't born in Baghdad I'm not half-Chinese either And I didn't kill my dad [Chorus] If you hear more rumors You can just forget them too Fools start the rumors None of them are true [Chorus] You say I've been in prison You say I've got a wife You say I've had help doing Everything throughout my life I haven't got eleven kids I weren't born in Baghdad I'm not half-Chinese either And I didn't kill my dad [Chorus: x2] |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
I told you why I changed my mind
I got bored by playing with time I know you thought you had me nailed But I've freed my head from your garden rails Now it's a legal matter, baby You got me on the run It's a legal matter, baby A legal matter from now on My mind's lost in a household fog Wedding gowns and catalogs Kitchen furnishings and houses Maternity clothes and baby's trousers Now it's a legal matter, baby Marryin's no fun It's a legal matter, baby A legal matter from now on I told you why I changed my mind I got bored by playing with time I know you thought you had me nailed Well, I've freed my head from your garden rails Now it's a legal matter, baby You got me on the run It's a legal matter, baby A legal matter from now on You ain't the first and you ain't the last I gain and lose my women fast I never want to make them cry I just get bored, don't ask me why Just wanna keep doing all the dirty little things I do And not work all day in an office just to bring my money back to you Sorry, baby |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl
That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light [Chorus] Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind [Chorus] I know if I go things would be a lot better for her I had things planned, but her folks wouldn't let her I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light [Chorus] Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind [Chorus] |
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from The Who - My Generation (1965)
Circles
My head is going 'round in circles My mind is caught up in a whirlpool Draggin' me down Time Will tell if I'll take the homeward track Dizziness will make my feet walk back Walk right back to you Everything I do I think of you No matter how I try I can't get back Circles Leading me back to you Round and around and around And around and around And around and around And around and around Round and round and round Like a fool I go Down and down in the pool I go Draggin' me down Everything I do I think of you No matter how I try I can't get back Circles Leading me back to you Just one thing could kill the pain Of leaving you But it gets me so dizzy that I'm walkin' right back again Back to you Time Will tell if these dreams are ? fact Though I left I'm comin' back Comin' on home to you |
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