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Stop, look, listen for the sound
that lifts your spirts off the ground
and sends you off to points unknown
where they'll cut you to the bone
Long live rock and roll
Ipod filled with songs you stole
bars to keep the ghosts away
wanna learn to sing and play
I wanna be Pete Townshend's ghost
wanna lay bare my soul
make it loud enough
just don't wanna be young before I get old
just don't wanna be young before I get old
Wanna see the world from a bus
fornicate and drink and fuss
throw TVs in the swimming pool
take the piss and act the fool
Court jester with the broken heart
bloody fingers creating art
saving kids from themselves
by putting gold on my shelves
old geezer in a lecture hall
tossing another brick from the wall
driving a big flash car
from smashing up free guitars
I wanna be Pete Townshend's ghost
wanna lay bare my soul
make it loud enough
just don't wanna be young before I get old
just don't wanna be young before I get old
Out of my brain on the train
let me reign o'er you
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