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Tommy can you hear me? Can you feel me near you? Tommy can you see me? Can I help to cheer you?
Tommy can you hear me? Can you feel me near you? Tommy can you see me? Can I help to cheer you?
Tommy can you hear me? Can you feel me near you? Tommy can you see me? Can I help to cheer you?
art imitates political life the trump cult is like the who album TOMMY A DEAF DUMP BLIND LEADER then they go on a tirade about gays and uncle earnie brings to mind an other cut
I. We're Not Gonna Take It
[Tommy: Verse 1] Welcome to the camp, I guess you all know why we're here My name is Tommy and I became aware this year If you want to follow me, you've got to play pinball And put in your ear plugs, put on your eye shades You know where to put the cork
[Tommy: Verse 2] Hey you getting drunk, so sorry, I've got you sussed Hey you smoking mother nature, this is a bust Hey hung up old Mr. Normal, don't try to gain my trust 'Cause you ain't gonna follow me any of those ways Although you think you must
[Guests: Chorus] We're not gonna take it, never did and never will We're not gonna take it, gonna break it, gonna shake it Let's forget it better still
Tommy Can You Hear Me The Who [Tommy: Verse 3] Now you can't hear me, your ears are truly sealed You can't speak either, your mouth is filled You can't see nothing, and pinball completes the scene Here comes Uncle Ernie to guide you to Your very own machine
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[Guests: Chorus] We're not gonna take it, never did and never will Don't want no religion and as far as we can tell We ain't gonna take you, never did and never will We're not gonna take you, we forsake you, gonna rape you Let's forget you better still
[Guests: Bridge] We forsake you, gonna rape you Let's forget you better still
an other on the idea
We're not gonna take it No, we ain't gonna take it We're not gonna take it anymore We've got the right to choose, and There ain't no way we'll lose it This is our life, this is our song We'll fight the powers that be, just Don't pick on our destiny, 'cause You don't know us, you don't belong We're not gonna take it No, we ain't gonna take it We're not gonna take it anymore Oh, you're so condescending Your call is never ending We don't want nothin', not a thing from you Your life is trite and jaded Boring and confiscated If that's your best, your best won't do
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