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Pete Townshend Psychoderelict

(Instrumental) We are an universal dream We are an universal dream We are an universal dream We are an universal dream

You are safe from harm on the grid You are safe from harm This is the dream that I wake up dreaming Lovin' my lover under dawn-pink skies A perfect

I was an English boy I was brought up right You cold hold me down And I would bite I knew no fear I served with joy I was proud to be here An English

You shone like a light to follow Knowing I would You graced me with a precious gift That no one else could Touched by your presence I surrender You gave

You can fake it Hold my hand If you take it I will understand I don't care if you fake it I don't give a damn I don't care if you fake it Don't you

Let's get pretentious Put on an act Let's get pretentous Embroider fact Exaggerate it Dress up the bland Let's overrate it Let the critics be damned

I breathe My throat clenches Clutching to exclude A dozen different stenches In Falmouth Bay A blue whale rolls Gonna drown in the swill From city sewer