| Song | Stop Hurting People |
| Artist | Pete Townshend |
| Album | All The Best Cowboys Have Chinese Eyes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Townshend | |
| A love born once must soon be born again | |
| A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
| By the wind and thrown to flame | |
| Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
| Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
| The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
| Crushing with out detail | |
| Impassioned and detached | |
| Killing with love and power in God's Name | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| Love conquers poses | |
| Love smashes stances | |
| Love crushes angles into black | |
| So you, without question | |
| Know your first love is your last | |
| And you will never, you never, never, you'll never love again | |
| But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it's a clammy tale | |
| To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
| I always wanted to be matched with her | |
| Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
| My "beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
| Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
| Time's gift to perfect humility | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| Without your match, there is no flame | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people |
| zuo ci : Townshend | |
| A love born once must soon be born again | |
| A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
| By the wind and thrown to flame | |
| Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
| Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
| The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
| Crushing with out detail | |
| Impassioned and detached | |
| Killing with love and power in God' s Name | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| Love conquers poses | |
| Love smashes stances | |
| Love crushes angles into black | |
| So you, without question | |
| Know your first love is your last | |
| And you will never, you never, never, you' ll never love again | |
| But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it' s a clammy tale | |
| To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
| I always wanted to be matched with her | |
| Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
| My " beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
| Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
| Time' s gift to perfect humility | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| Without your match, there is no flame | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people |
| zuò cí : Townshend | |
| A love born once must soon be born again | |
| A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
| By the wind and thrown to flame | |
| Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
| Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
| The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
| Crushing with out detail | |
| Impassioned and detached | |
| Killing with love and power in God' s Name | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| Love conquers poses | |
| Love smashes stances | |
| Love crushes angles into black | |
| So you, without question | |
| Know your first love is your last | |
| And you will never, you never, never, you' ll never love again | |
| But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it' s a clammy tale | |
| To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
| I always wanted to be matched with her | |
| Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
| My " beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
| Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
| Time' s gift to perfect humility | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| But God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| I know the match is bad | |
| God help me | |
| May I be matched with you again | |
| Without your match, there is no flame | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people | |
| People stop hurting people |