(audience chattering) (audience cheering) (audience applauding) ♪ ♪ (drums tapping) ROGER: We don't know what this is gonna be like 'cause we ain't played most of these songs for about a year.

(audience cheers) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ Got a feeling inside ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ It's a certain kind ♪ ♪ Can't explain, baby ♪ ♪ I feel hot and cold ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ Yeah, down in my soul, yeah ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ I said ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ I'm feeling good now, yeah, but ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling bad ♪ ♪ The things you've said, well, got me real mad ♪ ♪ I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again ♪ ♪ I know what it means, but ♪ ♪ Can't explain, I think it's love ♪ ♪ Try to say it to you when I feel blue ♪ ♪ But I can't explain ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ Yeah, you hear what I'm saying, girl ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling bad ♪ ♪ Things you've said have got me real mad ♪ ♪ I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again ♪ ♪ I know what it means but ♪ ♪ Can't explain, I think it's love ♪ ♪ Try to say it to you when I feel blue ♪ ♪ But I can't explain ♪ ♪ You give me more try now ♪ ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Can't explain ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ You drive me out of my mind ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm the worrying kind, yeah ♪ ♪ I said I can't explain ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ You think we look pretty good together ♪ ♪ You think my shoes are made of leather ♪ ♪ But I'm a substitute for another guy ♪ ♪ I look pretty tall, but my heels are high ♪ ♪ The simple things you see are all complicated ♪ ♪ Look bloody young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah ♪ ♪ Substitute your lies for fact ♪ ♪ I can see right through your plastic mac ♪ ♪ I look all white, but my dad was black ♪ ♪ My fine-looking suit is really made out of sack ♪ ♪ I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth ♪ ♪ The north side of my town faced east ♪ ♪ And the east was facing south ♪ ♪ And you dare to look me in the eye ♪ ♪ Those crocodile tears are what you cry ♪ ♪ It's a genuine problem, you won't try ♪ ♪ To work it out at all, you just ♪ ♪ Pass it by, pass it by ♪ ♪ Substitute me for him ♪ ♪ Substitute my coke for gin ♪ ♪ Substitute you for my mum ♪ ♪ At least I'll get my washing done ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm a substitute for another guy ♪ ♪ I look pretty tall, but my heels are high ♪ ♪ The simple things you see are all complicated ♪ ♪ Look bloody young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah ♪ ♪ Substitute me for him ♪ ♪ Substitute my coke for gin ♪ ♪ Substitute you for my mum ♪ ♪ At least I'll get my washing done ♪ ♪ Substitute your lies for fact ♪ ♪ I can see right through your plastic mac ♪ ♪ I look all white, but my dad was black ♪ ♪ My fine-looking suit is really made out of sack ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Out here in the fields ♪ ♪ I fight for my meals ♪ ♪ I get my back into my living ♪ ♪ ♪ I don't need to fight ♪ ♪ To prove I'm right ♪ ♪ I don't need to be forgiven ♪ ♪ No, no, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Don't cry ♪ ♪ Don't raise your eye ♪ ♪ It's only teenage wasteland ♪ ♪ Sally, take my hand ♪ ♪ We'll travel south 'cross land ♪ ♪ Put out the fire ♪ ♪ And don't look past my shoulder ♪ ♪ The exodus is here ♪ ♪ The happy ones are near ♪ ♪ Let's get together before we get much older ♪ ♪ ♪ Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah ♪ ♪ It's only teenage wasteland ♪ ♪ Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah ♪ ♪ It's only teenage wasteland ♪ ♪ They're all wasted ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) (audience applauding) KEITH: Well, this is about the only song I don't actually do main vocals on.

So to give the other boys, you know, bit of a go, I'm gonna go backstage, OD, I'll be back in about, you know, 3 1/2 minutes.

I'll see you then.

And it's lovely to see you, too.

Cheers.

Thanks.

(audience applauding) ROGER: You didn't announce the number.

KEITH: Oh!

ROGER: He forgot the song.

KEITH: The song!

ROGER: Yeah, need song.

KEITH: It's a number written by Peter Townsend called "Behind Blue Eyes."

♪ (audience cheering) ♪ No one knows what it's like ♪ ♪ To be the bad man ♪ ♪ To be the sad man ♪ ♪ Behind blue eyes ♪ ♪ No one knows what it's like ♪ ♪ To be hated ♪ ♪ To be fated ♪ ♪ To telling only lies ♪ ♪ But my dreams ♪ ♪ They aren't as empty ♪ ♪ As my conscience seems to be ♪ ♪ I have hours, only lonely ♪ ♪ My love is vengeance ♪ ♪ That's never free ♪ ♪ ♪ No one knows what it's like ♪ ♪ To feel these feelings ♪ ♪ Like I do ♪ ♪ And I blame you ♪ ♪ No one bites back as hard ♪ ♪ On their anger ♪ ♪ None of my pain and woe ♪ ♪ Can show through ♪ ♪ But my dreams ♪ ♪ They aren't as empty ♪ ♪ As my conscience seems to be ♪ ♪ I have hours, only lonely ♪ ♪ My love is vengeance ♪ ♪ That's never free ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ When my fist clenches, crack it open ♪ ♪ Before I use it and lose my cool ♪ ♪ When I smile, tell me some bad news ♪ ♪ Before I laugh and act like a fool ♪ ♪ ♪ And if I swallow anything evil ♪ ♪ Put your finger down my throat ♪ ♪ And if I shiver, please give me a blanket ♪ ♪ Keep me warm, let me wear your coat ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ No one knows what it's like ♪ ♪ To be the bad man ♪ ♪ To be the sad man ♪ ♪ Behind blue eyes ♪ (audience cheering) (audience applauding) (audience cheering) (audience applauding) ROGER: One for the under-30s.

"Dreaming From the Waist."

♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ I feel like I wanna break out of the house ♪ ♪ My heart is a-pumping, I've got sand in my mouth ♪ ♪ I feel like I'm heading up to a cardiac arrest ♪ ♪ I want to scream in the night, I want a manifest ♪ ♪ I've got that wide- awake, give-and-take ♪ ♪ Five o'clock-in- the-morning feeling ♪ ♪ I've got that run-to- a-pub, over-dubbed ♪ ♪ Feeling social and afraid, yeah ♪ ♪ I wanna hump, wanna jump, wanna drive ♪ ♪ (vocalizing) I forgot the words ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ From the waist on down ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ But I feel tired and bound ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ Of the day when a cold shower helps my health ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ Dreaming ♪ ♪ Of the day I can control myself ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm drowning like a priest and then I'm ♪ ♪ Shooting dice ♪ ♪ I'm burning tires with some guy ♪ ♪ Whose hair is turning white ♪ ♪ The girls that pass me, just ain't impressed ♪ ♪ I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest ♪ ♪ I've got that numb-to- a-thumb over-dubbed ♪ ♪ Feeling social when the world is sleeping ♪ ♪ Well, now, the plot starts to thicken ♪ ♪ And I sicken ♪ ♪ Like there's a marathon ♪ ♪ I'm juiced that the whorey lady's ♪ ♪ Sad, sad story ♪ ♪ Has me quietly weeping ♪ ♪ But here comes the darling ♪ ♪ Here comes the darling demented clown ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ From the waist on down ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ But I feel tired and bound ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ Of the day when I can share the wealth ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ I'm dreaming ♪ ♪ Of the day I can control myself ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience applauding) (feedback whines) (audience applauding) (audience cheering) (audience applauding) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ Ever since I was a young boy ♪ ♪ I've played the silver ball ♪ ♪ From Soho down to Brighton ♪ ♪ I must've played 'em all ♪ ♪ But I ain't seen nothing like him ♪ ♪ In any amusement hall ♪ ♪ That deaf, dumb, and blind kid ♪ ♪ Sure plays a mean pinball ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ He stands like a statue ♪ ♪ Becomes part of the machine ♪ ♪ Feeling all the bumpers ♪ ♪ Always playing clean ♪ ♪ Plays by intuition ♪ ♪ The digit counters fall ♪ ♪ That deaf, dumb, and blind kid ♪ ♪ Sure plays a mean pinball ♪ ♪ ♪ He's a pinball wizard ♪ ♪ Has to be a twist ♪ ♪ A pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist ♪ ♪ How do you think he does it?

♪ ♪ I don't know ♪ ♪ What makes him so good ♪ ♪ Ain't got no distractions ♪ ♪ Can't hear no buzzers and bells ♪ ♪ Don't see no lights a-flashing ♪ ♪ Plays by sense of smell ♪ ♪ Always gets the replay ♪ ♪ Never seen him fall ♪ ♪ That deaf, dumb, and blind kid ♪ ♪ Sure plays a mean pinball ♪ ♪ ♪ I thought I was the Bally table king ♪ ♪ But I just handed my pinball crown to him ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ Even on my favorite table ♪ ♪ He can beat my best ♪ ♪ His disciples lead him in ♪ ♪ And he can beat the rest ♪ ♪ Ain't got no distractions ♪ ♪ Never seen him fall ♪ ♪ That deaf, dumb, and blind kid ♪ ♪ Sure plays a mean pinball ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ I'm free ♪ ♪ I'm free ♪ ♪ And freedom tastes of reality ♪ ♪ I'm free ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, I'm free ♪ ♪ And I'm waiting for you to follow me ♪ ♪ I told you what it takes to reach the highest high ♪ ♪ You'd laugh and say nothing's that simple ♪ ♪ But you've been told many times before ♪ ♪ Messiah's pointing to the door ♪ ♪ No one had the guts to leave the temple ♪ ♪ I'm free ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, I'm free ♪ ♪ And I'm waiting for you to follow me ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ How can we follow ♪ ♪ How can we follow ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ PETE: How can we follow?

(audience cheering) Come on big mouth little gits!

(audience laughing) (audience cheering) ROGER: Eddie Cochran's "Summertime Blues."

(audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm a gonna raise a fuss ♪ ♪ I'm a gonna raise a holler ♪ ♪ I've been working all summer ♪ ♪ Just to try and earn a dollar ♪ ♪ Well, I tried to call my baby ♪ ♪ Yeah, called for a date.

The boss said ♪ ♪ No dice, son, you gotta work a-late ♪ ♪ Sometimes I wonder, what am I gonna do ♪ ♪ There ain't no cure for the summertime blues ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, my mom and papa told me ♪ ♪ Son, you gotta earn some money ♪ ♪ If you wanna use the car and go ride next Sunday ♪ ♪ Well, I didn't go to work ♪ ♪ I told the boss I was sick.

He said ♪ ♪ You can't use the car ♪ ♪ Cause you didn't work a lick ♪ ♪ Yeah, sometimes I wonder, what am I gonna do ♪ ♪ There ain't no cure for the summertime blues ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Gonna take two weeks ♪ ♪ Gonna have a fine vacation ♪ ♪ Gonna take my problems to the United Nations ♪ ♪ Well, I went to my congressman, he said ♪ ♪ Boy, I'd like to help you, son ♪ ♪ But you're too young to vote ♪ ♪ Sometimes I wonder, what am I gonna do ♪ ♪ There ain't no cure for the summertime blues ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ When you move in right up close to me ♪ ♪ That's when I get the shakes all over me ♪ ♪ ♪ Quivers down my backbone ♪ ♪ I got the shakes in the knee bones ♪ ♪ Quivers in my thigh bones ♪ ♪ Shakin' all over ♪ ♪ ♪ That's the way you say goodnight to me ♪ ♪ Brings this feeling all inside of me ♪ ♪ ♪ Quivers down my backbone ♪ ♪ I got the shakes in the knee bones ♪ ♪ Woo ♪ ♪ Quivers in the thigh bones ♪ ♪ Shakin' all over ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Hey, play it now ♪ ♪ ♪ Quivers down my backbone ♪ ♪ Yeah, I got the shakes in the knee bones ♪ ♪ Woo, quivers in the thigh bones ♪ ♪ Shakin' all over ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ People try to put us d-down ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ Just because we g-g-get around ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ Things they do look awful c-c-cold ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ I hope I die be- f-fore I get old ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ My generation ♪ ♪ This is my generation, baby ♪ ♪ Why don't you all f-fade away ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ And don't try to d-dig what we all s-say ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ I'm not t-trying to cause a b-big sensation ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ Just talkin' 'bout my, my, my, my, my ♪ ♪ G-generation ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ This is my generation ♪ ♪ This is my generation, baby ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Why don't you all f-fade away ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ And don't try to dig what we all say ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ I'm not trying to cause ******* big sensation ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ Just talkin' 'bout my, my, my, my, my ♪ ♪ Generation ♪ ♪ Talkin' 'bout my generation ♪ ♪ This is my generation ♪ ♪ This is my generation, baby ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I said, hey ♪ ♪ I said, hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Ooh, ah ♪ ♪ We're talkin' about ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' about ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' about ♪ ♪ My (stammering) ♪ ♪ (stammering) generation ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' about ♪ ♪ My (stammering) ♪ ♪ Generation ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' about ♪ ♪ My generation ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ Mmm ♪ ♪ ♪ Can you hear this sound comin' ♪ ♪ Hear the drums drumming ♪ ♪ I want you join together ♪ ♪ Together with the band ♪ ♪ We don't move in any 'ticular direction ♪ ♪ And we don't make no connections ♪ ♪ Won't you join together ♪ ♪ Together with the band ♪ ♪ Will you come join together ♪ ♪ Together, come on, join together ♪ ♪ Come on and join together ♪ ♪ Together with the band ♪ ♪ Yeah, join ♪ ♪ Together ♪ ♪ Woo ♪ ♪ Together ♪ ♪ Together with the band ♪ ♪ Join ♪ ♪ Woo ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Join together with the band ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Who, who, who, who ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Who *** **** are you ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Tell me, who are you ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Whoa, tell me, who are you ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Tell me, who are you ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ ♪ I woke up in a Soho doorway ♪ ♪ A policeman knew my name ♪ ♪ You can go sleep at home tonight ♪ ♪ If you can get up and walk away ♪ ♪ I staggered back to the Underground ♪ ♪ And the breeze blew back my hair ♪ ♪ I remember throwin' punches around ♪ ♪ And preachin' from my chair ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Who, who, who, who ♪ ♪ Oh, tell me, who are you ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ Are you, are you ♪ ♪ Who, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪ ♪ Are you ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Who are you ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (indistinct) MAN: Hey!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ We'll be fighting in the streets ♪ ♪ With our children at our feet ♪ ♪ And the morals that they worship will be gone ♪ ♪ And the men who spurred us on ♪ ♪ Sit in judgment of all wrong ♪ ♪ They decide and the shotgun sings the song ♪ ♪ I'll tip my hat to the new constitution ♪ ♪ Take a bow for the new revolution ♪ ♪ Smile and grin at the change all around ♪ ♪ Pick up my guitar and play ♪ ♪ Just like yesterday ♪ ♪ Then I'll get on my knees and pray ♪ ♪ ♪ We don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ Don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ ♪ The change, it had to come ♪ ♪ We knew it all along ♪ ♪ We were liberated from the fold, that's all ♪ ♪ And the world looks just the same ♪ ♪ And history ain't changed ♪ ♪ 'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war ♪ ♪ I'll tip my hat to the new constitution ♪ ♪ Take a bow for the new revolution ♪ ♪ Smile and grin at the change all around ♪ ♪ Pick up my guitar and play ♪ ♪ Just like yesterday ♪ ♪ Then I'll get on my knees and pray ♪ ♪ ♪ We don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ Don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ No, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'll move myself and my family aside ♪ ♪ If we happen to be left half-alive ♪ ♪ I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky ♪ ♪ For I know that the hypnotized never lie ♪ ♪ ♪ Do ya ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ There's nothing in the street ♪ ♪ Looks any different to me ♪ ♪ And the slogans are effaced, by-the-bye ♪ ♪ Now the parting on the left ♪ ♪ Is now a parting on the right ♪ ♪ And the beards have all grown longer overnight ♪ ♪ I'll tip my hat to the new constitution ♪ ♪ Take a bow for the new revolution ♪ ♪ Smile and grin at the change all around ♪ ♪ Pick up my guitar and play ♪ ♪ Just like yesterday ♪ ♪ Then I'll get on my knees and pray ♪ ♪ ♪ We don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ Don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ No, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ Don't get fooled again ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheers) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Meet the new boss ♪ ♪ Same as the old boss ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) (audience applauding) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Out here in the fields ♪ ♪ I fight for my meals ♪