[00:00.000] 作词 : Pete Townshend
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Pete Townshend
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[00:26.172]You're alone above the street somewhere
[00:30.854]Wondering how you'll ever count out there
[00:35.633]You can walk, you can talk, you can fight
[00:38.543]But inside you've got something to write
[00:40.926]In your hand you hold your only friend
[00:43.253]Never spend your guitar or your pen
[00:46.779]Your guitar or your pen
[00:49.136]Your guitar or your pen
[00:51.398]Your guitar or your pen
[00:53.808]Your guitar or your pen
[00:55.089]When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up
[00:57.424]When you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budge
[01:00.598]When the words are immobile until you sit down
[01:03.917]Never feel they're worth keeping, they're not easily found
[01:07.200]Then you know in some strange, unexplainable way
[01:10.296]You must really have something
[01:12.674]Jumping, thumping, fighting, hiding away
[01:18.063]Important to say
[01:37.718]When you sing through the verse and you end in a scream
[01:40.956]And you swear and you curse 'cause the rhyming ain't clean
[01:44.153]But it suddenly comes after years of delay
[01:47.227]You pick up your guitar, you can suddenly play
[01:50.397]When your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are white
[01:53.433]Then you can be sure, you can open the door
[01:56.938]Get off of the floor tonight
[02:01.102]You have something to write
[02:21.729]When you want to complain, there's no one can stop you
[02:27.756]But when your music proclaims, there's no one can top you
[02:34.239]You are wearing you heart on your jumping feet
[02:40.572]You've got a head start away from the street
[02:50.348]But is that what you want, to be rich and be gone?
[02:56.417]Could be there's just one thing left in the end
[03:04.820]Your guitar and your pen
[03:24.807]When you sing to your mum, and you hum and you croon
[03:27.671]And she says that she'd like it 'with more of a tune'
[03:31.141]And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed
[03:34.069]Then you stick it together and start writing again
[03:37.452]And you know that it won't be too long 'til your back
[03:40.438]To bring her some money, she's calling you 'honey'
[03:45.922]Stashed in a bloody great sack
[03:48.176]In your Cadillac
[04:43.509]You're alone
[04:48.502]You're alone
[04:53.036]You're alone above the street somewhere
[04:58.055]Wondering how you'll ever count out there
[05:03.069]You can walk, you can talk, you can fight
[05:05.625]But inside you've got something to write
[05:07.942]In your hand you hold your only friend
[05:10.286]Never spend your guitar or your pen
[05:13.752]Your guitar or your pen