No one knows what it’s like To be the bad man, to be the sad man Behind blue eyes. No one knows what it’s like To be hated, To be fated to telling only lies
(Chorus) But my dreams they aren’t as empty As my conscience seems to be. I have hours only lonely. My love is vengeance that’s never free.
No one knows what it’s like To feel these feelings like I do And I blame you, No one bites back as hard on their anger, none of my pain and woe can show through.
But my dreams, they aren’t as empty As my conscience seems to be. I have hours only lonely My love is vengeance that’s never free.
When my fist clinches crack it open Before for I use it and lose my cool. When I smile tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool And if a swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat And if I shiver, Please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat.
No one knows what it’s like to be the bad man, To be the sad man Behind blue eyes. THE WHO, FROM WHOS’ NEXT, ROGER DALTREY AND PETE TOWNSEND. THE spirit of Frankie The Earthman remembered.
