Nhạc sĩ: Pete Townshend
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You need a new song.
I set the words up so they turn right at your soul.
Don't take me too long.
But there's a danger that I'm plagiarizing it all.
My fingers kill me as I play my guitar.
I've been chewing down at my nails.
My headline ain't exactly superstar,
but there's one trick that never fails.
This never fails.
I write the same old song with a few new lines.
Everybody
wants to hear it.
I write the same old song you heard a good few times.
I bet you really want to hear it.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I see you.
You always treat me like I'm some kind of perfect man.
Just cause I please you,
you explain,
but you don't think I can understand.
My head is spinning as I scroll with my pen.
I've been born by curing my soul.
Nothing really ever changes, my friend.
It's new lines for old, new lines for old.
We sing the same old song just like a vintage car.
You can look, but you won't ever drive it.
We drink the same old wine from a brand new jar.
Get hungover, but we always survive it.
Yeah.
Get hungover, but we always survive it.
Yeah.
I
came in again and again.
Join in and sing it, don't be ashamed.
Let it rain, let it rain,
let it rain.
Let it rain,
let it rain,
let it rain.
Let it rain, let it rain.
Yeah.
We sing the same old line to a different crowd.
Everybody
wants to hear it.
Run out of less time to reach a higher cloud.
Can't hear it.
We sing the same old song.
We sing the same old song just like a vintage car.
You can look, but you won't ever drive it.
We sing the old wine from a brand new jar.
Get hungover,
but we always survive it.
We sing the
same old song.
We sing the
same old song.