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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 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)
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)
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)
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 - 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)
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)
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)
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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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)
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 - 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 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 The Who - Tommy (1969)
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 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 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 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)
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 - 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 - 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 - 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 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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from The Who - Tommy (1969)
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)
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)
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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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 - 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)
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 - 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 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 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 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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