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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: My Favorite Who song | ||||
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| NJDude | posted on 01-20-2002 @ 7:39 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00  | The Who I went back to the doctor To get another shrink. I sit and tell him about my weekend, But he never betrays what he thinks. Can you see the real me, doctor? I went back to my mother I said, "I'm crazy ma, help me." She said, "I know how it feels son, 'Cause it runs in the family." Can you see the real me, mother? The cracks between the paving stones Look like rivers of flowing veins. Strange people who know me Peeping from behind every window pane. The girl I used to love Lives in this yellow house. Yesterday she passed me by, She doesn't want to know me now. Can you see the real me, can you? I ended up with the preacher, Full of lies and hate, I seemed to scare him a little So he showed me to the golden gate. Can you see the real me preacher? Can you see the real me doctor? Can you see the real me mother? Can you see the real me?  E-Mail Me | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 01-21-2002 @ 8:59 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | Here's another great song off Quadrophenia, though Pete did a great acoustic version of it on his Benefit for the Maryville Academy CD. Every year is the same And I feel it again, I'm a loser - no chance to win. Leaves start falling, Come down is calling, Loneliness starts sinking in. But I'm one. I am one. And I can see That this is me, And I will be, You'll all see I'm the one. Where do you get Those blue blue jeans? Faded patched secret so tight. Where do you get That walk oh so lean? Your shoes and your shirts All just right. But I'm one etc. I got a Gibson Without a case But I can't get that even tanned look on my face. Ill fitting clothes I blend in the crowd, Fingers so clumsy Voice too loud. But I'm one.  I believe in the Faith... that can save me. I believe in the hope and I pray... That someday it may raise me... above these badlands Over The Limit | ||||
| Tequila Fez claims this land in the name of Portugal! Why worry about the train if it never makes it around the tracks?? IrishAlkey wuz here!!! | posted on 01-22-2002 @ 6:27 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | 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.!!!!!  AOL/AIM - oanda1027fm | ||||
| Norton's Victim | posted on 01-23-2002 @ 4:01 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 02 | I love the lyrics to this song... 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 fold, that's all And the world looks just the same And history ain't changed 'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next 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 Though I know that the hypnotized never lie Do ya? There's nothing in the streets Looks any different to me And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye And the parting on the left Are now parting on the right And the 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! Yeah! Meet the new boss Same as the old boss  "This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality. Embrace this moment, remember, we are eternal, all this pain is an illusion" - Tool | ||||
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