When a man is running from his boss Who hold a gun that fires ''cost'' And people die from bein' old Or left alone because they're cold And bombs are
Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast I know I should fight But my old man, he's really alright
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Vertimas: Kas,. Quadrophenia.
: Is it me, for a moment... Bell boy... Love, reign o'er me... Can you see the real me, can you, can you?
: Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast. I know I should fight But my old man he's really alright
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
: I am a man who looks after the pigs Usually I get along okay. I am man who reveals all he digs, Should be more careful what I say. I'm getting put
: {Roger's theme} When a man is running from his boss Who hold a gun that fires "cost" And people die from being cold Or left alone because they're old
head Is it in my head, or in my heart? I pick up phones and hear my history. I dream of all the calls I miss. I try to number those who love me, And
: 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
: Here by the sea and sand Nothing ever goes as planned, I just couldn't face going home It was just a drag on my own. They finally threw me out My mother
: You were under the impression That when you were walking forward You'd end up further onward But things ain't quite that simple. You got altered information
: There are men high up there fishing, Haven't seen quite enough of the world, I ain't seen a sign of my heroes, And I'm still diving down for pearls
feel He's the only soul in the world that's real, Well I see a face coming through the haze, I remember him from those crazy days. Ain't you the guy who
m off the beaten track. I'll take on anyone Ain't scared of a bloody nose, Drink till I drop down With one eye on my clothes. What is it? I'll take it. Who
: {PUNK:} You declared you would be three inches taller You only became what we made you. Thought you were chasing a destiny calling You only earned
