English Boy Lyrics

by Pete Townshend

Pete Townshend English Boy Lyrics

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English Boy | guitar tab
By Pete Townshend
>From Psychoderelict, 1993
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
litgo@aol.com 1998-07-22 www.thewho.net/whotabs
dropped '' tuning: with capo
C#7sus2 xxx 13 12 10
D7sus2 xxx 14 13 11
Bb xx3366 (bridge)
I'm an English boy
I was brought up right
Hold me down and I will bite
I know no fear, I serve with joy
I'm proud to be here, an English boy
us2
I feel like a stray dog Blurred like a movie
You say you've come to arrest me But you're just trying to test me
I'm bored with your prejudice spreading like a fever
Your promises to train me are just attempts to restrain me
repeat chorus
I am an English boy, precisely made
You can pin me down, I am not afraid
I show no fear, I will serve with joy
I'm proud to be here, an English boy
repeat verse
Use me like a headline, cut pieces to pieces
I'm black on the tube line, red on the touch-line
Freezing up a future, stopping every stopwatch
You say we're moving like an oilslick, thicker than a housebrick
I'm an English boy, I was brought up right
If you raise your dress, then I will bite
My voice is clear, I got perfect poise
Good to be down here with all the English boys
And I don't know where I am know or where I'm gonna go
I keep going round and round on the Circle Line
Like some demented kind of commuter trying to avoid paying for my ticket
I'm a lost soul, I read about myself in the newspapers
I'm a pig, I'm a thug, I've got nowhere to go but down
repeat intro
repeat verse
Feel like I'm kicking at a dead man, kicking in the chorus
I'm broken by hatred, while politicians just ignore us
You never gave me any value, you didn't give me any reason
There's no tools and no toys for any English boys
repeat chorus
I'm an English boy, I was brought up right
Hold me down and I will bite
I know no fear, I will serve with joy
I'm proud to be here, an English boy, yeah...
I'm an English boy, yeah...
No tools, no toys for any English boys
litgo@aol.com
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #

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