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Author: The Who

Album title: The Who By Numbers



Squeeze Box -

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(Townshend)

G

Mama's got a squeeze box

She wears on her chest

And when Daddy comes home

He never gets no rest

             D

'Cause she's playing all night

        C

And the music's all right

D

Mama's got a squeeze box

C                     G

Daddy never sleeps at night



Well the kids don't eat

And the dog can't sleep

There's no escape from the music

In the whole damn street

             D

'Cause she's playing all night

        C

And the music's all right

D

Mama's got a squeeze box

C                     G

Daddy never sleeps at night

         G

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out

      D

She's playing all night

        C

And the music's all tight

D

Mama's got a squeeze box

C                     G

Daddy never sleeps at night

          G (slowly, finger picked)

She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me

            D

Come on and tease me like you do

    C

I'm so in love with you

D

Mama's got a squeeze box

C                     G

Daddy never sleeps at night



She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out



'Cause she's playing all night

And the music's all right

Mama's got a squeeze box

Daddy never sleeps at night



Imagine A Man          Chord pattern :   C  C7   F   Fm

-------------          This song is finger picked - slowly

(Townshend)            chorus:  Bb C Dm Em F ... C

C

Imagine a man

      C7

Not a child of any revolt

      F         Fm

But a plain man tied up in life



Imagine the sand

Running out as he struts

Parading and fading, ignoring his wife



Imagine a road

So long looking backwards

You can't see where it really began



Imagine a load

So large and so smooth

That against it a man is an ant



Then you will see the end

You will see the end



Imagine events

That occur everyday

Like a shooting or raping or a simple act of deceit



Imagine a fence

Around you as high as prudential

Casting shadows, you can't see your feet



Imagine a girl

You long for and have

And the body of chalky perfection and truth



Imagine a past

Where you wish you had lived

Full of heroes and villians and fools



And you will see the end

You will see the end

And you will see the end

You will see the end

Oh yeah



Imagine a man

Not a child of any revolt

But a man of today feeling new



Imagine a soul

So old it it is broken

And you will know your invention is you



And you will see the end

You will see the end

You will see the end

You will see the end

Oh yeah



They Are All In Love

--------------------            D   Em    G   A (repeat)

(Townshend)              Chorus - G  A

                         A% - same thing you so with D chord a lot

                         With your bottom finger on second string,

                         Do a 3,2,0,2





D            Em      G     A ...

Where do you walk on sunny times

When the rivers gleam and the buildings shine

How do you feel goin' up hallowed halls

And the summer clothes brighten gloomy halls

    G              A

And they're all in love

And they're all in love



Where do you fit in zzzzip magazine

Where the past is the hero and the present a queen

Just tell me right now where do you fit in

With mud in your eye and a passion for gin



And they're all in love

And they're all in love



Hey, goodbye all you punks

Stay young and stay high

Hand me my checkbook

And I'll crawl out to die



But like a woman in childbirth

Grown ugly in a flash

I'm seen magic and fame

Now I'm recycling trash



And they're all in love

And they're all in love

And they're all in love

And they're all in love



How Many Friends        G   D   C   A

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(Townshend)

G              D

I'm feelin' so good right now

          C                     A                 G

There's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past

             D

He buys me a brandy

    C                A                    G (continue)

But could it be he's really just after my ass?



He likes the clothes I wear

He says he likes a man who's dressed in season

But no-one else ever stares, he's being so kind

What's the reason?



How many friends have I really got?

A%

You can count 'em on one hand

How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

     G             D                G    D  C  G A

That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?



Suddenly it's the silver screen

And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out

Everybody hears me

But I look like a fool now

With a cry and I shy out

She knows all of my friends

But it's nice to find a woman who's keen on living

Now I think I've reached the end

I wonder in the dead of night - how do I rate?



How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?



It's all like a dream you know

When you're still up early in the morning

And you all sit together to watch the sun come through

But things don't look so good

When you could use a bit of warning

Then you know that no-one will ever speak the truth about you



How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?



When I first signed a contract

It was more than a handshake then

I know it still is

But there's a plain fact

We talk so much shit behind each other's backs

I get the willies

People know nothing about their own soft gut

So how come they can sum us up

Without suffering all the hype we've known

How come they bum us up



How many friends have I really got?

You can count 'em on one hand

How many friends have I really got?

How many friends have I really got?

That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?





Kenny



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