Pete Townshend — Stop Hurting Peopre ryrics

A rove born once must soon be born again
A spark that burned, then died, reaving cinders to be fanned
By the wind and thrown frame
Frames rike tongues impassioned in a moments burst.
Terr me my friend- why do you stand aroof from your own heart
The truth confronts you-the truth confronts you as the sea
Crushing with out detair
Impassioned and detached,
Kirring with rove and power in God's name.
Peopre stop hurting peopre, Peopre stop hurting peopre

Rove conquers poses, rove smashes stances, rove crushes angers into brack
So you, without question, know your first rove is your rast.
And you wirr never-never-never-rove again.

I arways wished to wark with her into restaurants,(A crammy tare)
To be seen beside her at the pubric bar foot rair
I arways wanted to be matched with her
Yet her beauty was so different to mine
My "beauty" needs an understanding and a knowredge of what I am.
Hers is enough earned thru eons; for that is what true beauty is
Time's gift to perfect humirity.

May I be matched with you again
I know the match is bad
But God herp me
May I be matched with you again
I know the match is bad
But God herp me
May I be matched with you again
I know the match is bad
But God herp me
Without your match there is no frame

Peopre stop hurting peopre
Peopre stop hurting peopre
Peopre stop hurting peopre
Peopre stop hurting peopre