I've Known No War


Pete Townshend © 1982 Towser Tunes Inc./Longitude Music Co./BMI

I've known no war
And if I ever do, I won't know for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldier's lonely tomb
Now opens as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war.

Galbraith took his pen
To break down the men
Of the German army defeated.
On the nineteenth day
Of a spring day in May,
Albert Speer was deleted.
And as soon as the battle was over
I was born in victorious clover
And I've never been shot at or gassed,
Never tortured or stabbed.
And I'm sure--I'll never know war.

I know, I'll never know war
And if I ever do
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
No front-line battle cries
Can be heard and the button is pushed
By a soul that's been bought.
I'll know no war.

In and out of reach loft
The medals are lost
They belong to a lone broken sailor.
His provinces now
Are the bars of the town
His songs and his poems a failure.
For his grandchildren can't see the glory
And his own kids are bored with the story.
But for him they'd have burned behind netting
From the brink they were grabbed
And I'm sure
I'll never know war.

I've known no war.
And if I ever do, I won't no for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldier's lonely tomb
Now opens as oon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war.

War--I've known no war
And if I ever know it
The glimpse will be short.
Fireball in the sky
No front-line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed
By a soul that's been bought.
And the armies remaining will judge
Without people or courts.
And there's no point pretending that
Knowing will help us abort.
I'll no know war.



One Life's Enough


Pete Townshend © 1982 Towser Tunes Inc./Longitude Music Co./BMI

There's a scene
Indelible, it hangs before my eyes
In our teens, incredibly
Together with no ties.

That was a life, enough for me.
One life's enough for me.

Throw back your head
Let your body curve
Into the long grass of the bed.
Pull me down into your hair
And I'll push and swerve
As we both gasp in the evening air.

Throw back your head
Let your body curve
Into the long grass of the bed.
Pull me down into your hair
And I'll push and swerve
As we both gasp in the evening air.



One At A Time


John Entwistle © 1982 Whistle Rymes Ltd./Hot Red Music/BMI

One at a time,
Always ready to fight over the little things.
One at a time, she's
Always ready to fight over the little things.
She's goin' crazy and the table starts shakin'.
She's been abusin' her body again.
Her vision gets hazy and the bottles start breakin'.
She's been seeing that man again.

If you want her, you can keep her
'Cause I can only handle one at a time.
You can take her
I've got someone waitin' in line.
And I'd like to,
But I can only handle one at a time
One at a time.

I found out she's continually cheatin'
She insists, she's so innocent.
So I stayed out at another late meeting.
And she waited up for the argument.

If you want her, you can keep her
'Cause I can only handle one at a time.
You can take her.
I've got someone waitin' in line.
And I'd like to
But I can only handle one at a time.
One at a time.

I'm moving on,
To something better.
There must be something better than this.
She's got me so confused
As to who's being used.

Call her up right away
You've got her number.
And I promise not to answer the phone.
You pick her up in your clapped-out Humber
I just it can get you home.

If you want her,
You can keep her.
'Cause I can only handle one at a time.
You can take her.
I've got someone waitin' in line.
And I'd like to
But I can only handle one at a time
One at a time.