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Tuesday, October 04, 2016

nice poem starting a nice song

Most of the first part of this song is a very nice poem and could be read as a poem. I think this part is better than the remainder of the song.


I present this in the spirit of "Fair Useage".


Behind Blue Eyes


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



And if I swallow anything evil

Put your finger down my throat

And 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 sad man

To be the bad man

Behind blue eyes



Songwriters: PETE TOWNSHEND 

© EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group 
For non-commercial use only. 
Data from: LyricFind

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