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Текст (слова) песни: Roger Daltrey - One of the Boys



(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.

 

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