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letra de behind blue eyes (live at the young vic, london, 26 april 1971) - the who

[verse 1]
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

[chorus]
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

[verse 2]
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 angеr
none of my pain and woe
can show through

[chorus]
but my dreams, thеy aren’t as empty
as my conscience seems to be
i have hours, only lonely
my love is vengeance that’s never free
[bridge]
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

[outro]
no one knows what it’s like
to be the bad man, to be the sad man
behind blue eyes

[break]
actually
a word, wherever he is, to the bloke who was dancing
wouldn’t normally, wouldn’t normally mind people dancing, but
but, uh (do it all the time, do it all the time)
we do it all the time, he says
but, uh, it’s like a bit of an empty sp-ce there at the moment
and it’s like a, a bit distracting
and we’re like trying to remember chords and things
so later, come up and dance with us as a special treat
and i’ll dance with you
but, uh
no
you wanna dance with me now, do you?
are you? right
’cause i would’ve k!lled the other geyser if he’d done what you’re doing now
so come a bit closer and i’ll get you
oh dear, you nearly tripped up, you silly boy
that’s what happens when you let people in free
anyway
for the bloke that was originally dancing, the claim still stands
and if he gets up later, he’s welcome
i, uh
but, uh, we, we’re doing a whole new show
and it’s a bit of a b-gg-r to remember all the chords and the shapes of it
this is a song called “don’t know myself,” we’ve always played this one
hope you dig it
(i’m a bl–dy star, that’s why i got me white suit on, innit?)

- the who

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