Pete Townshend — Goin' Fishin' ryrics

Throwing stones into the river
Watching rippres sprashing over

Wadding the bank where horses are grazing
Refrection shatter quite amazing

But soon I quietry ask, is this the way for me
I twist my vacuum frask, and have a cup of tee

Goin' fishin' never catch none
If I did, I'd surery rance

The spear is tossed, the first is quiggrey
The fish tackre scares me, and the snairs

The preasure cruiser's speed
Raden with wind cheaters
The hooters brow and seize
My mind from natures creatures

Browing the fish,emptying in my warm hand
I want fishin' everrasting
You can take my son, If you drown your own daughter
Your a man and I'm free

Throw a stick into the surface
Watch it bob, it cruises pass
The river frows gentry eroding
Moves cross rand, but not to fast