The hosts of the show: Vladimir Ilinskiy, Mikhail Kuzischev, Olga Palna
Heinz Baked Beans (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
One, two, three, four!
What's for tea, Mum? What's for tea, darling? Darling, I said "what's for tea?" What's for tea, daughter?
Heinz baked beans
Rotosound Strings (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
Hold Your Group Together With Rotosound Strings!
I Can See for Miles (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah
If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you play And never see you when deliberately you put things in my way
Well, here's a poke at you You're gonna choke on it too You're gonna lose that smile Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah
You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say
That you still want me Well, that's as may be But you gotta stand trial Because all the while
I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah
The Eiffel Tower and the Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right through the haze
Well, here's a poke at you You're gonna choke on it too You're gonna lose that smile Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
Medac (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
Henry Pond had no fun Had a face like a currant bun This adolescent little fella Was nicknamed by his friends "Old Yella"
The doctors gave him creams and lotions To try to sooth the boys emotions But all in vain; the acne stayed Henry's hopes began to fade
Then, when just about to crack He found another cream - Medac
When Henry in the mirror peered His pimples all had disappeared Henry laughed and yelled "I got 'em! Me face is like a baby's bottom"
Odorono (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
She sang the best she'd ever sang She couldn't ever sing any better But Mister Davidson never rang She knew he would forget her
She'd seen him there And put herself to ransom He had stared He really was quite handsome
She had really looked her best She couldn't ever look any better But she knew she'd failed the test She knew he would forget her
Triumphant was the way she felt As she acknowledged the applause Triumphant was the way she'd felt When she saw him at the dressing room door
She was happier than she'd ever been As he praised her for her grace But his expression changed, she had seen As he lea It ended there He claimed a late appoinment She quickly turned To hide her dissapointment
She ripped her glittering gown Couldn't face another show, no Her deodorant had let her down She should have used Odorono
Wonderful Radio London (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
It’s smooth sailing with the highly successful sound Of wonderful radio London!
Tattoo (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
Me and my brother were talking to each other 'Bout what makes a man a man Was it brain or brawn, the month you were born We just couldn't understand
Our old man didn't like our appearance He said that only women wear long hair
So me and my brother borrowed money from Mother We knew what we had to do We went downstairs, past the barber and gymnasium And got our arms tattooed
Welcome to my life, tattoo I'm a man now, thanks to you I expect I'll regret you But the skin graft man won't get you You'l be there when I die Tattoo
My dad beat me 'cause mine said Mother But my mother naturally liked it and beat my brother 'Cause his tattoo was of a lady in the nude And my mother thought that was extremely rude
Welcome to my life, tattoo We've a long time together, me and you I expect I'll regret you But the skin graft man won't get you You'l be there when I die Tattoo
Now I'm older, I'm tattooed all over My wife is tattooed too A rooty-doot-toot, rooty-tooty-tooty-toot Rooty-toodle-toodle tattoo too To you
Radio London (Church of Your Choice) (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
Radio London Reminds You: Go To The Church Of Your Choice.
Sunrise (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
You take away the breath I was keeping for sunrise You appear and the morning looks drab in my eyes And then again I'll turn down love Having seen you again Once more you'll disappear My morning put to shame
You take away the breath I was keeping for sunrise You appear and the morning looks drab in my eyes And then again I'll turn down love Having seen you again Once more you'll disappear My morning put to shame
Sometimes I fear that this will go on my life through Each day I spend in an echoed vision of you And then again I'll turn down love Remembering your smile My every day is spent Thinking of you all the while
The times I've let myself down My head's spinning 'round My eyes see only you The chances I've lost Opportunities tossed Away and into the blue
You take away the breath I was keeping for sunrise You appear and the morning looks drab in my eyes And then again I'll turn down love Having seen you again Then again you'll disappear My morning put to shame
Rael (The Who Sell Out, 1967)
The Red Chins in their millions Will overspill their borders And chaos then will reign in our Rael
Rael, the home of my religion To me the center of the Earth
The Red Chins in their millions Will overspill their borders And chaos then will reign in our Rael
My heritage is threatened My roots are torn and cornered And so to do my best I'll homeward sail And so to do my best I'll homeward sail
Now Captain, listen to my instructions Return to this spot on Christmas Day Look toward the shore for my signal And then you'll know if in Rael I'll stay
If a yellow flag is fluttering Sickly herald against the morn Then you'll know my courage has ended And you'll send your boat ashore
But if a red flag is flying Brazen bold against the blue Then you'll know that I am staying And my yacht belongs to you
Now Captain, listen to my instructions Return to this spot on Christmas Day Look toward the shore for my signal And then you'll know if in Rael I'll stay
He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again He's crazy, anyway
If a yellow flag is fluttering Sickly herald against the morn Then you'll know my courage has ended And you'll send your boat ashore
Glow Girl (Odds & Sods, 1974)
Separates and lingerie, seven pairs of shoes, Lots of woolworth's makeup, a pair of black watch trews, Your out-of-tune piano, sentimental photographs, A million little memories, a million little laughs.
The wing of the airplane has just caught on fire, I say without reservation we ain't getting no higher.
All you wanted from me, all i had to give, Nothing matters you'll see, when in paradise you live, The plane is diving faster, we're getting near the ground, Nobody is screaming, no one makes a sound.
It's a girl, mrs. walker, it's a girl, It's a girl, mrs. walker, it's a girl, It's a girl, mrs. walker, it's a girl, It's a girl, mrs. walker, it's a girl.
Pinball Wizard (Pinball Wizard (single), 1969)
Ever since I was a young boy I've played the silver ball From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall That deaf, dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball
He stands like a statue Becomes part of the machine Feeling all the bumpers Always playing clean He plays by intuition The digit counters fall That deaf, dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard There's got to be a twist A pinball wizard He's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it? (I don't know) What makes him so good?
He ain't got no distractions Can't hear those buzzers and bells Don't see lights a flashin' Plays by sense of smell Always gets a replay Never tilts at all 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
Even on my usual table He can beat my best His disciples lead him in And he just does the rest He's got crazy flipper fingers Never seen him fall That deaf, dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball |