Lirik Lagu English Boy (Reprise) - Pete Townshend
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
I was an English boyI was brought up rightYou cold hold me downAnd I would biteI knew no fearI served with joyI was proud to be hereAn English boy
You spray like a tomcatPiss like a stray dogSwear like a sailorSpeaking in gang tonguesKicking in chorusStabbing to orderSlashing like a blind manLost like a soldier
I was an English boyPrecisely madeYou could pin me downI was not afraidI showed no fearI served with joyI was so proud to be hereAn English boy
Blurred like a movieGray under streetlightsGray in the sunshineSo black on the tube lineRed on the touchlineMoving like a feverSpreading like an oil slickThicker than a house brick
I was an English boyI was brought up rightIf you raised your dressThen I would biteMy voice was clearI had perfect poiseWas good to be down hereWith all the English boys
And I don't know where I am nowOr where I'm gonna goI keep going round and round on the circle lineLike some demented kind of commutaTrying to avoid paying for my ticketI'm a lost soulI read about myself in the newspapersI'm a pigI'm a thugI've got nowhere to go but down
(guitar solo)
Stand up, when I'm talking to you boyStand up, when I'm talking to you boyStand up, stand up, stand up!Stand up!(etc)
Slow like a prejudiceBroken likehatredKicking at a dead manCut pieces to piecesMarking your territoryFreezing the futureStopping the stopwatchI am despairing
I was an English boyI was brought up rightYou could hold me downAnd I would biteI knew no fearAnd I served with joyI was proud to be hereAn English boy
I was an English boyyes I wasI was an English boy(repeat 7 times)
You spray like a tomcatPiss like a stray dogSwear like a sailorSpeaking in gang tonguesKicking in chorusStabbing to orderSlashing like a blind manLost like a soldier
I was an English boyPrecisely madeYou could pin me downI was not afraidI showed no fearI served with joyI was so proud to be hereAn English boy
Blurred like a movieGray under streetlightsGray in the sunshineSo black on the tube lineRed on the touchlineMoving like a feverSpreading like an oil slickThicker than a house brick
I was an English boyI was brought up rightIf you raised your dressThen I would biteMy voice was clearI had perfect poiseWas good to be down hereWith all the English boys
And I don't know where I am nowOr where I'm gonna goI keep going round and round on the circle lineLike some demented kind of commutaTrying to avoid paying for my ticketI'm a lost soulI read about myself in the newspapersI'm a pigI'm a thugI've got nowhere to go but down
(guitar solo)
Stand up, when I'm talking to you boyStand up, when I'm talking to you boyStand up, stand up, stand up!Stand up!(etc)
Slow like a prejudiceBroken likehatredKicking at a dead manCut pieces to piecesMarking your territoryFreezing the futureStopping the stopwatchI am despairing
I was an English boyI was brought up rightYou could hold me downAnd I would biteI knew no fearAnd I served with joyI was proud to be hereAn English boy
I was an English boyyes I wasI was an English boy(repeat 7 times)
