Daily Records The Who

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[Verse 1]
This could be suffering
This could be pleasure
I'm unaware of any difference
My head is aching
My balls are aching
But I'm not looking for deliverance
This could be letting on
This could be highly cut
I'm unaware of any difference
One says it can't be done
Then someone does it - but
I am not looking for equivalents

I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
Got to admit that I created private worlds
But cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls

[Chorus]
Daily records
Just wanna be making daily records
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Just wanna be making records
Play in - play out - fade in - fade out
Making records day in - day out