| Artist | The Who |
| Album | [singles] |
| Year | 19?? |
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| Tracks |
Pure and Easy Rough Boys Let My Love Open The Door Jools and Jim Gonna Get Ya Slit Skirts Give Blood Crashing by Design After the Fire |
There once was a note, pure and easy Playing so free like a breath, rippling by The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me, Forever we blend as, forever we die [chorus] I listened and I heard music in a word, and words when you played your guitar The noise that I was hearing was a million people cheering And a child flew past me riding in a star As people assemble, civilization Is trying to find a new way to die But killing is really merely scene changer All men are bored with other men's lives [repeat chorus] Gas on the hillside, oil in the teacup Watch all the chords of life lose their joy Distortion becomes somehow pure in its wildness The note that began all can also destroy. We all know success when we all find our own dream And our love is enough to knock down any wall And the future's been seen as men try to realize The simple secret of the note in us all [solo] [chorus] Today is the day when sound curdles mountains Flowing and blowing each man it its wake Destroying itself in the end with vibration There's nothing on earth its challenge can take ... Excepting one note ... listen! [chorus]
Tough boys Running the streets Come a little closer Rough toys Under the sheets Nobody knows here Rough boys Come over here I wanna bite and kiss you I wanna see what I can find Tough kids Take a bottle of wine When your deal is broken Ten quid She's so easy to blind Not a word is spoken Rough boys Don't walk away I'm still pretty blissed here Tough boys I'm gonna carry you home You got pretty pissed dear Gonna get inside you Gonna get inside your bitter mind Rough boys Don't walk away I wanna buy your leather Make noise Try and talk me away We can't be seen together Tough kids What can I do? I'm so pale and weedy Rough fits In my Hush Puppy shoes But I'm still pleadin Tough boys Running the streets Come a little closer Rough toys Under the sheets Nobody knows her Rough boys Come over here I wanna bite and kiss you I wanna see what I can find
When people keep repeating That you'll never fall in love When everybody keeps retreating But you can't seem to get enough Chorus: Let my love open the door Let my love open the door Let my love open the door To your heart When everything feels all over When everybody seems unkind I'll give you a four leaf clover Take all the worry out of your mind Chorus I have the only key to your heart I can stop you falling apart Try today, you'll find this way Come one and give me a chance to say Let my love open the door It's all I'm living for Release yourself from misery Only thing's gonna set you free That's my love Chorus When tragedy befalls you Don't let them bring you down Love can cure your problems You're so lucky I'm around Chorus
Anyone can have an opinion Anyone can join in and jump Anyone can pay or just stay away Anyone can crash and thump But did you read the stuff that Julie said? Or little Jimmy with his hair dyed red? They don't give a shit Keith Moon is dead Is that exactly what I thought I read? Typewriter tappers You're all just crappers You listen to love with your intellect A4 pushers You're all just cushions Morality ain't measured in a room he wrecked Anyone can buy some leather Ain't no better than wearing sheep Anyone can sell lucky heather You can see that words are cheap! But did you read the stuff that Julie said? Or little Jimmy with his hair dyed red? They have a standard of perfection there That you and me can never ever share Typewriter bangers on You're all just hangers on Everyone's human 'cept Jools and Jim Late copy churners Rock and Roll learners Your hearts are melting in pools of gin But I know for sure that if we met up eye to eye A little wine would bring us closer, you and I 'Cos you're right, hypocrisy will be the death of me And there's an i before e when you're spelling ecstasy And you, you two . . . . . . . . Did you here the stuff that Krishna said? Or know for you that Jesus' blood was shed? Is it in your heart or in your head? Or does the truth lay in the centre spread? Anyone can have an opinion Anyone can join in and jump Anyone can pay and just stay away Anyone can crash and thump Oklahoma, Oklahoma, Oklahoma. . . . . . OK
I'm walking Stand still Not running Sit tight Soft talking I'm thrilled Not gunning By your light Not flying Lady I'm falling This way Not crying Maybe I'm calling And I'm gonna get you anyway I'm gonna get you anyway Im cooking Hot me Not raping Blue eyes Just looking You got me Not gaping No lies Not chasing Lady I'm trailing This way Not racing Crazy I'm walking And I'm gonna get you anyway I'm gonna get you anyway I'm gonna get you anyway By sheer persistance I'm gonna get you anyway Break down your resistance I'm gonna get you anyway Babe I'm gonna woo yer I'm gonna get you anyway Gilr I'm gonna do yer I'm gonna get you anyway Athletic Boogey down Hustle Turn back Feel pathetic Sugar town No muscle Soul hack I'm jumping You move No dancer Beside me I'm thumping You prove Don't get no answer But I'm gonna get you anyway I'm gonna get you anyway
I was just thirty four years old and I was still wandering in a haze Wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a maze I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the blues It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page sad news The incense burned away and the stench began to rise And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned.... Slit skirts - Jeannie never wears those slit skirts And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts Can't pretend that growing old never hurts Knee pants - Jeannie never wears no knee pants We have to be so drunk to try a new dance So afraid of every new romance Slit skirts slit skirt Jeannie isn't wearing those Slit skirts slit skirt She wouldn't dare in those Slit skirts slit skirt Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt Romance romance Why aren't we thinking up Romance Why can't we drink it up True heart romance Just need a brief new romance Let me tell you some more about myself you know I'm sitting at home just now The big events of the day are passed and the late TV's around I'm number one in the home team but I still feel unfulfilled A silent voice in her broken heart complains that I'm unskilled And I know that when she thinks of me she thinks of me as "Him" But unlike me she don't work off her frustration in the Gym Recriminations fester and the past can never change A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range Once she woke with untamed lovers' face between her legs Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg Slit skirts slit skirt Jeannie isn't wearing those Slit skirts slit skirt She wouldn't dare in those Slit skirts slit skirt Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt Romance romance Why aren't we thinking up Romance Why can't we drink it up True heart romance Just need a brief new romance
Give Blood But you may find that blood is not enough Give blood And there are some who say it's not enough Give blood But don't expect to ever see reward Give blood You can give it all but still you're asked for more Give blood But it could cost more than your dignity Give blood Parade your pallor in iniquity Give blood They will cry and say they're in your debt Give blood But then they'll sigh and they will soon forget So give love and keep blood between brothers
Nothing must pass this line Unless it is well defined You just have to be resigned You're crashing by design You once believed that crazy accidents were happening to you You were chasing a capricious wind Whenever bad luck and trouble happened to pursue you The dice would surely save your skin But when you look back you must realize That nothing in your life's divine Everything that's ever befallen you Happened simply 'cause it crossed your mind You're crashing by design In your single-roomed flat in a courtyard building You sit alone just like a broken toy Where's your mother, where's your lover and where are the children Are you a man or still a boy? Who left you behind, or did you run From the crush of so many options? Now you know the special despair of the man Discussed, debated and offered for adoption Another man without a woman Dropped like a tool no longer required A man who longs for the stifling Milk flowered bosom, a fool who's no longer desired Another man without a woman Too many rages have cost you this time Another man among a hundred children You're just a child who is lost in time Nothing can pass this line Unless it is well defined You'll just have to be resigned You're crashing by design
After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns I heard a voice asking what happens after the fire And then the sound of a breaking window and the scream of a tyre And then the sound of a distant gun and the cry of a hungry child The night is hot But nothing's gonna stop This gang going wild After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns I saw Matt Dillon in black and white there ain't no colour in memories He rode his brother's Harley across the TV while I was laughing at Dom deLuise. Now I'm cycling all my video tapes, I'm crying and I'm joking I've gotta stop drinking I've gotta stop thinking I've gotta stop smoking After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns The fire still burns, raging through the pain Blackening the promises the tears and the rain The fire will burn 'Til the wind begins to turn And it all begins again After the fire the fire still burns The heart grows older but never ever learns The memories smoulder and the soul always yearns After the fire the fire still burns