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Versuri Pete Townshend - Evolution

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Well, once I was a stone, many years ago

Into a pool was thrown, many years ago

Time went by and the pool ran dry

Excavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heat

By the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith



Well once I was a sword, many years ago

And my blade was broad, many years ago

Wore it with pride, and into battle I'd ride, on a warrior side

And cut my tail, their was loss of my tail

and soon did rust ,corrode to dust, oh my



Well once I was a daisy, many years ago

In pastures green and lazy, many years ago

But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat

And forgetting to float he sunk like a lead and stayed until dead

And was relieved to find just how kind it all was



Well once I was a grub, many years ago

And I lived among that mud , many years ago

But I'm a reckless mood, and I gave it a Coo

That was it with a prune, and when the good Lord was done

I walked with the sun, I shed my skins

And tried my wings and flew away



Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival

And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the meadow

And once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the Bible

I said pretty boy, pretty boy, Saint Luke



(Guitar solo)



Well once I was a mule, many years ago

and my master treat me cruel, many years ago

By by was sick, so I moved to a kick,

So I took out a stick , laid it back across my back

To an almighty crack to my dismay

I cast away into the blue





Then I was born a human baby, many years ago

I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago

All our hopes were piled on the back of a child

Who turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayer

Caused the parson to swear so I took my leave

To lie and thieve, on my way to jail



Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor

Known good times and disaster

But now I have a teacher and my teacher has a master

And the master is perfection, so he'll help us get there faster

Don't need no proof, 'cause that's the truth, and I'll drink to that!