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Behind Blue Eyes (Live At Young Vic Theatre, London, UK / 1971 / Remastered 2022)

Lyrics

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

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

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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 anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

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

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

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

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 space 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 killed 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 bugger 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 bloody star, that's why I got me white suit on, innit?)
It's very true
"Don't Know Myself"

Writer(s): Peter Dennis Townshend

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