Goin` Fishin` — текст песни (Pete Townshend)

Throwing stones into the river
Watching ripples splashing over

Wadding the bank where horses are grazing
Reflection shatter quite amazing

But soon I quietly ask, is this the way for me
I twist my vacuum flask, and have a cup of tee

Goin` fishin` never catch none
If I did, I`d surely lance

The spear is tossed, the first is quiggley
The fish tackle scares me, and the snails

The pleasure cruiser`s speed
Laden with wind cheaters
The hooters blow and seize
My mind from natures creatures

Blowing the fish,emptying in my warm hand
I want fishin` everlasting
You can take my son, If you drown your own daughter
Your a man and I`m free

Throw a stick into the surface
watch it bob, it cruises pass
The river flows gently eroding
Moves cross land, but not to fast