No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man

[coloradodem2005]

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



If I swallow anything evil

Put your finger down my throat

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

[saltpoint]

1. Hey, coloradodem2005.

One of my close friends calls "Behind Blue Eyes" by The Who "a perfect composition."

He says it is an unmatchably "musical" composition -- "composed and performed by musicians."

I'd be hardpressed to argue his position.

[coloradodem2005]

3. Look at these.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=105x3041217
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=105x3041246

[saltpoint]

4. The Who. I love 'em. Again, it's just my opinion --

-- but Quadrophenia is also great, and Pete Townshend's solo album, ALL THE BEST COWBOYS HAVE CHINESE EYES, which includes the masterpiece, "The Sea Refuses No River."

Knocks me out.

[khashka]

2. Brilliant, gorgeous, perfect

I really like the Who, but that song, ah man, it's something special...

Khash.

[LoZoccolo]

5. Birdman caught me on his property

He saw me trespassing his real estate
He reached into his pocket for a pistol
He came after me and pistol-whipped my behind

Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass

Birdman beat me to a pulp
He gave me a yell-down war hell ride
He told me that he was going to kill me if I don't get off his real estate
He gave five minutes to get in my Bronco and hit the rookie road

Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass

At 10:00 PM, I drove my Bronco back to Birdman's real estate
I jumped over his fence after dark
I picked up a brick and shattered Birdman's window pane
Birdman sighted me doing it and reached for his pistol
Suddenly, I jumped back in my Bronco and took off like O. J. Simpson

Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass
Birdman kicked my ass

Rock over London, rock on Chicago
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