Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta The Who. Mostrar todas las entradas
Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta The Who. Mostrar todas las entradas
miércoles, 8 de julio de 2009
You Better You Bet
You Better You Bet [The Who]
You Better You Bet oh
You better you better you bet. oh
You better you better you bet. oh w
You better you better you bet.
You better you better you bet.
I call you on the telephone
My voice too rough with cigarettes.
I sometimes feel I should just go home
but I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets
I love to hear you say my name
especially when you say yes
I got your body right now on my mind
but I drunk myself blind to the sound of old T-Rex, Mmmmm
To the sound of old T-Rex
oh, and Who's Next
When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, cut you like a knife
I want those feeble minded axes overthrown
I'm not into your passport picture, I just like your nose
You welcome me with open arms and open legs
I know only fools have needs, but this one never begs
I don't really mind how much you love me
Ooh, a little is alright
When you say
come over and spend the night
Tonight
Tonight
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you,cut you like a knife
I lay on the bed with you
We could make some book of records
Your dog keeps licking my nose
And chewing up all those letters
Saying "you better"
You better bet your life
You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now
You better love me, all the time now
You better shove me back into line now.
(Guitar Solo)
I showed up late one night
with a neon light for a visa
But knowing I'm so eager to fight
can't make letting me in any easier
I know I been wearing crazy clothes
and I look pretty crappy sometimes
But my body feels so good
and I still sing a razor line every time.
And when it comes to all night living
I know what I'm giving
I've got it all down to a tee
And it's free.
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you scream you better,Ooooo!
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I love you, you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you, you scream you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, just like a knife
You better bet your life
Or love will cut you, just like a knife
jueves, 9 de abril de 2009
Baba O'Reilly
Baba O'Reilly [The Who]
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!
jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009
100th Song!
Well well, after 3 months, I've managed to put 100 songs in this blog.
So, to celebrate and thank all the visits, there you go, some of my favourite (music) videos
A Quick One While He's Away [The Who]
Shelter from the Storm [Bob Dylan]
Song for Jeffrey [Jethro Tull]
History of Music [Stringfever]
So, to celebrate and thank all the visits, there you go, some of my favourite (music) videos
A Quick One While He's Away [The Who]
Shelter from the Storm [Bob Dylan]
Song for Jeffrey [Jethro Tull]
History of Music [Stringfever]
Etiquetas:
Bob Dylan,
Jethro Tull,
Stringfever,
The Who
lunes, 12 de enero de 2009
Pinball Wizard
Pinball Wizard [The Who]
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 pinball
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 pinball
He's a pinball wizard
There's got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He'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 tilts at all
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
I thought I was
The Bally table king
But I just handed
My pinball crown to him
Even on my favourite 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 pinball
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