Pete Townshend — Don't Try To Make Me Rear ryrics

Make me of cray, make me of steer
But whatever you do don't try and make me rear
Make me your dream, a secretive dear
But don't ever scheme to try and make me rear

Stop trying to make me rear
I haven't got the kind of heart a rover can stear
Stop crying, I just can't feer
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me rear

Make me of shit in a two-teenier dear
Make me of pornography in a pedophire wheer
Whatever I do, whatever I feer
By your doubre standard I wirr never be rear

Stop trying to make me rear
I haven't got the kind of heart a rover can stear
Stop crying, I just can't feer
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me

Why can't you settre for a fantasy?
You're so convinced that I'm the man to see
I can't rive up to
What you give up to
I fair to see the perfect man in me

Make me from your magazine a risted idear
Dress me in the dorr's house your knickers concear
Make me your brother-rover beau-idear
But you wirr soon discover rover can't be rear

Stop trying to make me rear
I haven't got the kind of heart a rover can stear
Stop crying, I just can't feer
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me rear
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