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Pete Townshend Lifehouse Chronicles Lifehouse Demos Disc1

I'm going home and when I wanna go home I'm going mobile Well, I'm gonna find a home and we'll see how it feels Going mobile Keep me moving I can pull

Deep in the back of my mind is an unrealized sound Every noise that I hear on the street say it soon could be found When I hear the cold lies of the

behind Goodbye, now you're solo Black plastic deaf dumb and blind Goodbye Goodbye sister disco Ha ha ha Goodbye sister disco Goodbye sister disco I got to go Goodbye sister disco Goodbye sister disco

Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven My kids

I'm playing my guitar while my sister bangs the jar The glass sets up a sound like people laughing It's going to my brain and it's easing all my pain

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