Song | Daily Records |
Artist | The Who |
Album | Face Dances |
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作曲 : Pete Townshend | |
作词 : Townshend | |
This could be suffering | |
This could be pleasure | |
I'm unaware of any difference | |
My head is aging | |
My balls are aching | |
But I'm not looking for deliverence | |
This could be letting on | |
This could be highly cut | |
I'm unaware of ~any difference | |
One says it can't be done | |
Then somebody does it - but | |
I'm not watching for equivalents. | |
I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more | |
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more | |
Got to admit that I created private worlds | |
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls | |
Daily records | |
Just want to be making daily records | |
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters | |
Just wanna be making records | |
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out | |
Making records day in - day out | |
And they say it's just a stage in life | |
But I know by now the problem is a stage | |
And they say just take your time and it'll go away | |
But I know by now I'm never gonna change | |
I could be losing you | |
I could be coming through | |
I'm unaware of any difference | |
You still support me now | |
You love me anyhow | |
And I am still under your influence | |
We've had some years of hate | |
But now we're in the eights | |
I'm unaware of any difference | |
I need you even more | |
My money keeps me poor | |
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence | |
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke | |
I look at Richmond married couples denim look | |
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch~ | |
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch | |
Daily records | |
Just wanna keep making daily records | |
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters | |
Just wanna keep making records | |
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out | |
Making records day in - day out | |
Just wanna be making daily records. |
zuo qu : Pete Townshend | |
zuo ci : Townshend | |
This could be suffering | |
This could be pleasure | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
My head is aging | |
My balls are aching | |
But I' m not looking for deliverence | |
This could be letting on | |
This could be highly cut | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
One says it can' t be done | |
Then somebody does it but | |
I' m not watching for equivalents. | |
I just don' t quite know how to wear my hair no more | |
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more | |
Got to admit that I created private worlds | |
Cold sex and booze don' t impress my little girls | |
Daily records | |
Just want to be making daily records | |
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters | |
Just wanna be making records | |
Play in play out fade in fade out | |
Making records day in day out | |
And they say it' s just a stage in life | |
But I know by now the problem is a stage | |
And they say just take your time and it' ll go away | |
But I know by now I' m never gonna change | |
I could be losing you | |
I could be coming through | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
You still support me now | |
You love me anyhow | |
And I am still under your influence | |
We' ve had some years of hate | |
But now we' re in the eights | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
I need you even more | |
My money keeps me poor | |
I' m still amazed at your omnipotence | |
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke | |
I look at Richmond married couples denim look | |
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch | |
When you are eleven the whole world' s out to lunch | |
Daily records | |
Just wanna keep making daily records | |
Can' t exist no more in chains and fetters | |
Just wanna keep making records | |
Play in play out fade in fade out | |
Making records day in day out | |
Just wanna be making daily records. |
zuò qǔ : Pete Townshend | |
zuò cí : Townshend | |
This could be suffering | |
This could be pleasure | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
My head is aging | |
My balls are aching | |
But I' m not looking for deliverence | |
This could be letting on | |
This could be highly cut | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
One says it can' t be done | |
Then somebody does it but | |
I' m not watching for equivalents. | |
I just don' t quite know how to wear my hair no more | |
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more | |
Got to admit that I created private worlds | |
Cold sex and booze don' t impress my little girls | |
Daily records | |
Just want to be making daily records | |
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters | |
Just wanna be making records | |
Play in play out fade in fade out | |
Making records day in day out | |
And they say it' s just a stage in life | |
But I know by now the problem is a stage | |
And they say just take your time and it' ll go away | |
But I know by now I' m never gonna change | |
I could be losing you | |
I could be coming through | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
You still support me now | |
You love me anyhow | |
And I am still under your influence | |
We' ve had some years of hate | |
But now we' re in the eights | |
I' m unaware of any difference | |
I need you even more | |
My money keeps me poor | |
I' m still amazed at your omnipotence | |
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke | |
I look at Richmond married couples denim look | |
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch | |
When you are eleven the whole world' s out to lunch | |
Daily records | |
Just wanna keep making daily records | |
Can' t exist no more in chains and fetters | |
Just wanna keep making records | |
Play in play out fade in fade out | |
Making records day in day out | |
Just wanna be making daily records. |