One Of The Boys Lyrics - Roger Daltrey

(Gibbons) 

He speaks with a terrible stammer 

So he don't have much to say 

But he can spit further than any punk 

So nobody gets in his way. 

He knows his generation like he knows his ABC 

He's a kind of kid that don't get invited back for a Sunday tea 

He's a face in the mirror he'll make you a fight. 

But he's alright. 

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He's breaking out of nowhere 

He's breaking all the rules 

He's got a passion for the fashion 

He's freezing all the the cools 

He knows that you don't have to be that good, 

To be a real bad cat 

He's built with speed, 

Guaranteed to show you where it's at 

He's blowing all the speakers making his own noise. 

One of the boys. 

(Guitar solo) 

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You know he used to work in this factory 

Until the big boss said "that's enough" 

So he threw down his hammer and he picked up his coat 

And he told the boss to get, 

Fff-f-frustration with the nation 

Because the news is always bad 

Life on the dole ain't no good for your soul 

It's enough to drive a poor kid mad 

So who's going to put him down for making his own noise. 

One of the boys.