Psycho Montage Lyrics - Singles - Pete Townshend

My name is Ray High 

This is my last album 

RUTH: 

Don't you ever ring me up drunk again, Ray, do you hear me?! 

You spray like a tomcat 

Spray like a tomcat 

Piss like a stray dog 

Swear like a sailor 

Speaking in gang tongues 

Kicking in chorus 

Step to order 

Slashing like a blind man 

Lost like a soldier 

Lost like a soldier 

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Blurred like a movie 

Grey under streetlights 

Grey in the sunshine 

Black on the tube line 

White on the touchline 

Moving like a fever 

Spreading like an oil slick 

Thicker than a house brick 

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 

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You spray like a tomcat 

Piss like a stray dog 

Swear like a sailor 

Speaking in gang tongues 

Kicking in chorus 

Stabbing to order 

Slashing like a blind man 

Lost like a soldier 

I'm an English boy 

Precisely made 

Pin me down 

I am not afraid 

I show no fear 

I served with joy 

I'm proud to be here 

I'm an English boy 

Blurred like a movie 

Grey under streetlights 

Grey in the sunshine 

So black on the tube line 

White on the touchline 

Moving like a fever 

Spreading like an oil slick 

Thicker than a house brick 

I'm an English boy 

I was brought up right 

Come on and raise your dress 

And I will bite 

My voice is clear 

I Got perfect poise 

Good to be down here 

With all the English boys 

Let me tell you the truth and now I can kindly say what I want to say 

And it's so even hard at this time of my life 

But I know you don't now how I feel right now 

But I can see into the history, in the present, past, forever 

In one big fucking lie in a bullseye 

Slow like a prejudice 

Broken like hatred 

Kicking at a dead man 

Cut pieces to pieces 

Marking your territory 

Freezing the future 

Stopping the stopwatch 

I am despairing 

I'm an English boy 

I was brought up right 

Hold me down 

And I will bite 

I knew no fear 

I served with joy 

Proud to be here 

I'm an English boy 

English boy 

I'm an English boy 

English boy 

I'm an English boy 

I'm an English boy 

I'm an English boy 

English boy 

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. You know, Mark, I'm telling you, it's just, it's, it's an existential horror. What a life. 

Early morning dreams come true 

I know that now that I'm here with you 

You're here by my side 

I'm siding with you 

RUTH: 

If you can't lean on me, who can you lean on? If you can't lean on me, who can you lean on? If you can't lean on me, who can you lean on? Have a good show. 

Slip kid, slip into experience suit 

Give up on your phony freedom now 

Slip kid, slip into your Gridlife suit 

The Grid seat cover can slow things down 

Who am I, where am I, who are you and you? 

Who am I, where am I, who are you and you? 

Who am I, where am I, who are you and you? 

Who am I, where am I, who are you and you? 

Hey, little slip kid, slip into your suit 

Give up on your phony freedom now 

Slip kid, slip into your Gridlife suit 

The Grid sleep curfew is closing down 

Slip kid, slip into experience suit 

Give up on your phony freedom now 

Slip kid, slip into your Gridlife suit 

The Grid sleep curfew is closing down