Substitute (alt. censored lyrics) Songtext
von The Who
Substitute (alt. censored lyrics) Songtext
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
I′m a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look bloody young, but I'm just back dated, yeah
Substitute your lies for fact
(Substitute) I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I try walking forward but my feet walk back
(Substitute) my brand new suit is always made out of sack
Plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
Now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It′s a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all, you just pass it by, pass it by
Substitute me for him
(Substitute) my coke for gin
(Substitute) you for my mom
(Substitute) at least I'll get my washing done
Substitute your lies for fact
(Substitute) I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I look all white, but my dad was black
(Substitute) my fine looking suit is really made out of sack
You think my shoes are made of leather
I′m a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look bloody young, but I'm just back dated, yeah
Substitute your lies for fact
(Substitute) I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I try walking forward but my feet walk back
(Substitute) my brand new suit is always made out of sack
Plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
Now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It′s a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all, you just pass it by, pass it by
Substitute me for him
(Substitute) my coke for gin
(Substitute) you for my mom
(Substitute) at least I'll get my washing done
Substitute your lies for fact
(Substitute) I see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I look all white, but my dad was black
(Substitute) my fine looking suit is really made out of sack
Writer(s): Peter Dennis Townshend Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com