Roger Daltrey - One Of The Boys (2006) by Roger Daltrey (보컬) on maniadb.com

I came through today
At the back of a street parade
And their I am, right side of your TV screen
Slightly out of focus
But unmistakably serene
Never made the big time
But I was in that scene.

Oh I was thinking about in films
How in no time so it seems
The hero meet his princess
The king found his queen
But in real life
There's only in between
I've never been a hero
But I was in that scene.

Hollywood exist still
Cause there's a sign upon the hill
We buy the maps, and make the tours
To touch the world of, motion, pictures.

So here I am
Until the good time end to be
I've never made the big time
But I was in that scene

Hollywood exist still
Cause there's a sign upon the hill
We buy the maps, and make the tours
To touch the world of, motion, pictures.

A star died today
And they had a little street parade
And all the other stars turned out
To say how nice he'd been
Someone at the back
Flowing with the stream
Never made the headlines
But I was in that scene.

Someone at the back
Flowing with the stream
Never made the headlines
But I was in that scene.

Someone at the back
Flowing with the stream
Never made the headlines
But I was in that scene.

They ran through hills and forest
As two under a spell
He was a city boy Floyd the outlaw
And she thought she knew him well.

Long after that great summer
When she first came into her fame
And the avenger from Oklahoma
Was added to her name
The avenger she became.

Well they call her avenging Annie
The avenger of womanhood
She spends her whole life telling lies
These on a mess and over good
She'll take all these spoilt young hippies
Running around playing games
They're surrounding your bed, she'll blow your head
She'll put you through a change.

What you've done to others
She'll do unto you.

Then she met her sensitive outlaw
He was the best thing she ever did seen
She was to be his wife for the rest of her life,
But she was so blind she could never had seen.
No!

So she joined up with her outlaw
And headed for California.

He treated her worse than she'd ever imagined
He didn't say he didn't want her around
He kept it up so long, she couldn't be strong
He run her right into the ground.

After five long years,
He picked her up and slapped her down.

Then she told her friends about him
They all were on her side
But she could see through the haze he looked so pale
She put her head right down and she cried.

For her poor lover
She cried like a mother for her poor lover.

And now she lives on a mountain top
And she's almost thirty-five
And she's found her peace and found her release
Happy just to be alive.

And she might go back to her Floyd
If she thinks it's the thing to do
He gave up murder and theft after she left
And you know she still loves him to
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe

Well they call her avenging Annie
The avenger of womanhood
She spends her whole life telling lies
Leads them on a mess and over good.

(Courtney, Todd, Daltrey)

Days go - so slow
Life just slipping away
Day after day
The wall's too close to me now
Oh I can't take too much more
All the lying
Is it just an illusion
I've been feeling the strain
And it's more than just pain
I can't help myself
'Cause I've lost myself

If I could see you through the wire
And just forget about tomorrow
No one listens to what I am saying
I'm just a sad man another sad man
They say I'm no bad man
But I'm no bad man

Wasted - wasted
All my life's been wasted
Sitting here in this room
I can never feel warm


I can get no release
It's all war and no peace

If I could see you through the wire
And just forget about tomorrow
Someone listen to what I am saying
I'm just a sad man another sad man.

If I could see you through the wire
And just forget about tomorrow
Someone listen to what I am saying
I'm just a sad man another sad man
Don't say I'm a bad man
'Cause I'm no bad man

They say it's wrong to set me free
I'll do no harm, 'Cause I'm no bad man

Leon came along
To see me on the road
He took the time to come backstage
And make himself known

And although we'd never been real close
As friends we'd shared some times
Worked the clubs, once traveled music
Together for a while

Leon, you've been away too long
The world ain't still the way it used to be
Leon, you've been away too long
To turn your back, now, on your family

Tomorrow I'll be in Amsterdam
He smiled and shook my hand
Wished me all success
And I said try to understand

"But I envy you", he said
And I tried to share his loss
Told him how the road
Was still as tough as it was

Leon, you're been away too long
The world ain't still the way it used to be
Leon, you've been away too long
To turn your back, now, on your family

My plane flew into Amsterdam
And lying in my room
I heard the news how Leon died
That very afternoon

I telephoned my flowers
With some words I hoped were kind
With our backstage conversation
Still burning in my mind

Leon, you've been away too long
The world ain't still the way it used to be
Leon, you've been away too long
To turn your back now on your family

(Gibbons)

He speaks with a terrible stammer
So he don't have much to say
But he can spit further than any punk
So nobody gets in his way.

He knows his generation like he knows his ABC
He's a kind of kid that don't get invited back for a Sunday tea
He's a face in the mirror he'll make you a fight.
But he's alright.

He's breaking out of nowhere
He's breaking all the rules
He's got a passion for the fashion
He's freezing all the the cools
He knows that you don't have to be that good,
to be a real bad cat
He's built with speed,
guaranteed to show you where it's at
He's blowing all the speakers making his own noise.


One of the boys.

(Guitar solo)

You know he used to work in this factory
Until the big boss said "that's enough"
So he threw down his hammer and he picked up his coat
And he told the boss to get,
Fff-f-frustration with the nation
Because the news is always bad
Life on the dole ain't no good for your soul
It's enough to drive a poor kid mad
So who's going to put him down for making his own noise.
One of the boys.