Townshend Pete - English Boy Reprise Lyrics

1. A
2. B
3. C
4. D
5. E
6. F
7. G
8. H
9. I
10. J
11. K
12. L
13. M
14. N
15. O
16. P
17. Q
18. R
19. S
20. T
21. U
22. V
23. W
24. X
25. Y
26. Z
27. 0-9

1. About Us
2. Lyrics
3. T Lyrics
4. Townshend Pete Lyrics
5. English Boy Reprise

English Boy Reprise Lyrics

How many times have you listened to the lyrics of English Boy Reprise by Townshend Pete? Have you ever wondered what a lyrics was or an entire line of the music lyrics? English Boy Reprise is one of the more popular songs by Townshend Pete and the song lyrics in English Boy Reprise are sung all around the world and have had the music lyrics translated into many different languages. Rap lyrics in other countries are very popular and Townshend Pete English Boy Reprise lyrics from the Townshend Pete CD featuring the hit English Boy Reprise is no exception.

English Boy Reprise Lyrics

I was an English boy
I was brought up right
You cold hold me down
And I would bite
I knew no fear
I served with joy
I was proud to be here
An English boy

You spray like a tomcat
Piss like a stray dog
Swear like a sailor
Speaking in gang tongues
Kicking in chorus
Stabbing to order
Slashing like a blind man
Lost like a soldier

I was an English boy
Precisely made
Yo ucould pin me down
I was not afraid
I showed no fear
I served with joy
I was so proud to be here
An English boy

Blurred like a movie
Grey under streetlights
Grey in the sunshine
Black on the tube line
Red on the touchline
Moving like a fever
Spreading like an oil slick
Thicker than a house brick

I was an English boy
I was brough up right
IF you raised your dress
Then I would bite
My voice was celar
I had perfect poise
Was good to be down here
With all the English boys

And I don't know where I am now
Or where I'm gonna go
I keep going round and round on the circle line
Like some demented kid of a fool in the mirror
Trying to avoid paying for my ticket
I'm a lost soul
I read about myself in the newspapers
I'm a pig
I'm a thug
I've got nowhere to go but down
Stand up when I'm talking to you boy
Stand up, stand up, stand up!

Slow like a prejudice
Broken like a hatred
Kicking at a dead man
Cut pieces to pieces
Marking your territory
Freezing the future
Stopping the stopwatch
I am despairing

I was an English boy
I was brought up right
You could hold me down
And I would bite
I knew no fear
I served with joy
I was proud to be here
An English boy

I was an English boy
------------------------------------------------------------------------------


------------------------------------
Eric Wincentsen
267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu
Glendale Community College
Glendale, Arizona
"Do you read Sutter Cane

1. Lyrics
2. © 2006 Copyright - LyricSoft.net