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The Punk and the Godfather By The Who from Quadrophenia, 1973 written by Pete Townshend ============== transcribed by litgo@aol.com ============== [chords] A5 x02255 G/B x20033 D2/A x04230 G/D xx0433 Cadd9 x30030 D7 xx0535 G/C x30033 [Intro] || A5 | D2 | Fmaj7 G | G | A ||x2
A5You declared you would be D2three inches taller, You Fmaj7only became what we Gmade A you. Thought you were chasing a destiny calling, You only earned what we gave you.
DYou fell and cried as our G/Dpeople were starving, D7now you know that we G/Dblame you.
A5You tried to walk on the D2trail we were carving, Fnow you know that we Gframed A you.
[chorus]
DI'm the guy in the G/Dsky flying high flashing Cadd9eyes No surprise I told Glies I'm the punk in the Egutter
Esus4 D2/B I'm the new president but I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it Ashow? I'm the punk with the Estutter. DMy D2my Dmy D2my my mmmm my my my. GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation. e||-5--4--2--0-|---2-0---|| b||------------|-------2-||
We tried to speak between lines of oration You could only repeat what we told you. Your axe belongs to a dying nation, They don't know that we own you. You're watching movies trying to find the feelers, You only see what we show you. We're the slaves of the phony leaders Breathe the air we have blown you. [repeat chorus]
DI have to be careful not to G/Cpreach, I can't pretend that I can G/Bteach, And yet I've lived your future Aout by pounding stages like a clown.
And on the dance floor broken glass, the bloody faces slowly pass, The numbered seats in empty rows, it all belongs to me, you know. [repeat first verse]