Song | Four Faces |
Artist | The Who |
Album | Quadrophenia (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
作曲 : Townshend | |
作词 : Townshend | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
You must've heard of them, a kind of screwed-up blend | |
Split personality | |
Two sides to fight and argue all night | |
Over coffee or tea | |
Well that's okay, I wouldn't mind, touché | |
Or even three, and that's no joke | |
But with a four-way split, the pocket money's hit | |
And all of me is broke | |
I got four heads inside my mind | |
Four rooms I'd like to lie in | |
Four selves I want to find | |
And I don't know which one is me | |
I get four papers in the box each day | |
Four girls ringing that I want to date | |
I look in the mirror and see my face | |
But I don't know which one is me (Don't know which one is me) | |
He kicked me out, he kicked me out | |
He kicked me out, he kicked me out | |
I wake up over here and then I'm over here | |
I'm trying to brush my teeth | |
It's little things that are hard | |
Like starting up the car and I'm still underneath | |
I get along alright, in fact it's fun at night | |
I get four-dimensional dreams | |
But I have to think before I take a drink | |
I get hungover times sixteen | |
There are four records I want to buy | |
Four highs I'd like to try | |
Every letter I get I send four replies | |
And I don't know which one's from me | |
I've got four hang-ups I'm trying to beat | |
Four directions and just two feet | |
I've got a very very secret identity | |
And I don't know which one is me | |
You think it's funny, I can tell | |
Well, you don't understand too well | |
I get so lonely and turned around | |
But I can't let it bring me down | |
I got four hang-ups I'm trying to beat | |
Four directions and just two feet | |
Got a very very secret identity | |
And I don't know which one is me |
zuò qǔ : Townshend | |
zuò cí : Townshend | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
He kicked me out | |
You must' ve heard of them, a kind of screwedup blend | |
Split personality | |
Two sides to fight and argue all night | |
Over coffee or tea | |
Well that' s okay, I wouldn' t mind, touché | |
Or even three, and that' s no joke | |
But with a fourway split, the pocket money' s hit | |
And all of me is broke | |
I got four heads inside my mind | |
Four rooms I' d like to lie in | |
Four selves I want to find | |
And I don' t know which one is me | |
I get four papers in the box each day | |
Four girls ringing that I want to date | |
I look in the mirror and see my face | |
But I don' t know which one is me Don' t know which one is me | |
He kicked me out, he kicked me out | |
He kicked me out, he kicked me out | |
I wake up over here and then I' m over here | |
I' m trying to brush my teeth | |
It' s little things that are hard | |
Like starting up the car and I' m still underneath | |
I get along alright, in fact it' s fun at night | |
I get fourdimensional dreams | |
But I have to think before I take a drink | |
I get hungover times sixteen | |
There are four records I want to buy | |
Four highs I' d like to try | |
Every letter I get I send four replies | |
And I don' t know which one' s from me | |
I' ve got four hangups I' m trying to beat | |
Four directions and just two feet | |
I' ve got a very very secret identity | |
And I don' t know which one is me | |
You think it' s funny, I can tell | |
Well, you don' t understand too well | |
I get so lonely and turned around | |
But I can' t let it bring me down | |
I got four hangups I' m trying to beat | |
Four directions and just two feet | |
Got a very very secret identity | |
And I don' t know which one is me |