New Song Pete Townshend

You need a new song
I'll set the words up so they tear right at your soul
Don't take me too long
But there's a danger that I'll plagiarize something old

My fingers kill me as I play my guitar
'Cause I've been chewing down at my nails
My hairline ain't exactly superstar
But there's one trick that never fails
This never fails

I write the same old song with a few new lines
Everybody wants to cheer it
I write the same old song you heard a good few times
Admit you really want to hear it
Ahhhhhhhh Yea

Whenever I see you
You try to treat me like I'm some kind of perfect man
Just 'cause I please you
You explain, but you don't think I can understand

My head is spinning as I scrawl with my pen
'Cause I've been pouring vodka in my soul
Nothing really ever changes my friend
New lamps for old
New lamps for old