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Bill's Pete Townshend Pages › Mad Dog

MAD DOG

Produced by John Entwistle
Recorded at Novasound Studios & Scorpio Studios, London
Musicians include: John Entwistle, Grahm Deakin, Tony Ashton,
Jim Ryan, Howie Casey, Dave Caswell, John Mumford, Dick Parry
Lead and backing vocals on "Mad Dog"
Doreen Chanter, Irene Chanter and Junnita Franklin.
Special thanks to: John Mealing, Eddie Jobson, Mike Wedgewood
and The Nashville Katz

Original poster from the Mad Dog album

Side One

I Fall to Pieces

When I'm looking at you I just don't know what to do with my eyes
When my gaze meets yours it's just like I'm hypnotized
My eyes start to burn
Everything spins round
I get double vision
I'm spellbound
I always seem to end up with my eyes on the ground
Instead of you.

You make me fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
I fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
They're gonna send me in a box labeled jig-saw puzzle
Addressed to you
Addressed to you.

I'm your puppet but you tangle my strings
You leave me hanging like a dummy
You clip my wings
I'm in a Chinese puzzle and I can't get out
Will someone let me off of this roundabout.

(Piano Solo)

You make me fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
I fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
They're gonna send me in a box labeled jig-saw puzzle
Addressed to you
Addressed to you.

Just to be near you makes me perspire
My insides feel like they've caught on fire
It seems just as though my head's gonna burst
Keep trying to do my best but always do my worst.

When I'm walking with you I just don't know what to do with my feet
I'm walking on a cloud and my legs don't even reach the street
I stumble, I trip, all over the place
Fall over my feet and end up flat on my face
When I get up you're gone
I just can't keep pace with you.

You make me
You make me
You make me fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
I fall to pieces
Itsy bitsy teeny weeny pieces
They're gonna send me in a box labeled jig-saw puzzle
Addressed to you
Addressed to you.


Cell Number Seven

Six thirty in the morning, I'd just got to sleep
I felt so tired didn't even count sheep
I woke up with six policemen standing by the bed
The voice of doom was ringing in my head
Get up fella, and don't make no fuss
Put your clothes on, you gotta come with us.

To cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven ain't exactly Heaven.

Bill the con said, I think it appears
I've only been dreaming the last four years
Wiggy said, I'm having so much fun
Cell number one has something for everyone
Meanwhile in Boston the kids were queuing
Back in Montreal we were just stewing.

In cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven's a long way from Heaven.

Micky boy was busy banging his cell
While the admiral was trying to talk his way outta Hell
Well Bobby needs a change of seed and sand
The promoter's tearing out his hair screaming where's the band?

(Guitar Solo)

The chicks were in the chicken shack eating bread and honey
The hotel manager was adding up the money
Come on froggies let us pay
We got a show to do
We gotta get away.

In cell number two was the singer of The Who
Pacing up and down like a tiger in a zoo
Cousin Graham didn't even know what he'd done
To make them take away his, Nikon
Meanwhile in Boston the kids were waiting
While back in Montreal we were just speculating.

In cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven ain't nothing like Heaven.

The Birdman was sleeping in cage number three
Waiting for the sound of a turning key
While Dougal the Dane leant against the wall
Frightened to sleep in case he should fall
And meanwhile in Boston the kids never knew
That in cell numbers two, three, and seven were The Who.

Cell number seven
Me and Moonie were in cell number seven
He dribbled on my jacket in cell number seven
Oo hoo
Snored like a goat
Ruined my coat.


You Can Be So Mean

Do you remember the first time we kissed?
Baby, the drive in movie, one kiss I couldn't resist
Baby, you went again with another boy to see the part you missed
Baby you can be so mean.

You promised to love me for rich or for poor
Baby, to be faithful and true, this is what you swore
Baby, how come our kids look like the fella next door?
Baby you can be so mean.

Oooh baby I begged you on my knees to let me stay
But you slammed my fingers in the door
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you hurt me, you hurt me a whole lot more
Oh - oh.

(Sax Solo)

Maybe I was a fool to love you anyhow
But how was I to know
You'd run around with every boy in town
And then tell me, tell me to pack up and go
Oh.

Baby, you left me kneeling with my head on the floor
Baby, wondering why, with my hand still in the door
Baby, maybe it's cause I love you much much more than you love me.

Baby, you were the one that said we must part
Baby, you said you never loved me right from the start
Baby, you took the kids, the car, the house, and left me a broken heart
Baby, you can be so mean
Baby, you can be so mean.


Lady Killer

Girls are a thing that have always mystified me
One thing I'll never understand
There's more of those girls than us boys
But they never seem to be at hand
Well, I decided I was gonna be a real lady killer
I was gonna get more than my share
So I went out hunting and soon found out
It's safer hunting grizzly bear.

So much for the lady killer
You never could
So much for the lady killer
You just ain't no good.

Let me tell you 'bout number one
She sure was fun
I met her at a dance it was my first romance,
I was a lucky son of a gun
We danced for a while then she flashed a smile
So I said let's take a walk outside
She said I don't think I'd better, here comes my fella
He had shoulders four feet wide.

So much for the lady killer
You haven't got a clue
So much for the lady killer
The ladies are killing you.

Well I was getting frustrated
Sweet sixteen and never been kissed
I got infuriated (down down)
Not even one girl on my telephone list.

So I went to Amsterdam and wham bam
I was caught out in the rain
I ran into a restaurant
My legs were crossed with the pain
I asked a waitress where the mens room was
But she didn't understand
So I pointed to the place and she slapped my face
I ended up on the witness stand.

So much for the lady killer
So juvenile
So much for the lady killer
You ain't got no style.

Well I was getting frustrated
Sweet sixteen and never been kissed
I got infuriated (down down)
Not even one girl on my telephone list.

So I went along to the doctor
I said, doctor is there something wrong with me?
He said, stick out your tongue, say aagh and now cough
Not as far as I can see
Oooh you're trying too hard, sit down and relax
I'll tell you what you gotta do
Thre ain't no sense in running after them
Well turn around and let them run after you.

So much for the lady killer
It wasn't meant to be
So much for the lady killer
You'd better run off to sea
There you can be a maneater, maneater
Queen bee baby
Queen bee baby.


Who In The Hell?

My mother used to treat me like a fool
Made sure I did my homework and I wasn't late for school
Told me exactly what to wear and how and when to cut my hair
But a boy can only stand so much then he has to make a move.

My dad didn't have too much to say
He had to agree with ma
It made his life much easier
But it didn't get me too far
He'd sit there in his armchair with his paper in his hand
And tell me not to answer back when I tried to make him understand.

So I said
Who in the hell do you think you are?
Telling me what to do
Who in the hell do you think you are?
I'm old enough to take care of myself
And I'm big enough to take care of you.

I'm gonna go to school if and when I please
I'm gonna grow my hair down to my knees
No more uniforms and suits, go put on my jeans
You're just my mum and dad
You ain't the king and queen.

My teachers never liked me, said I had a nasty mind
Always gave me extra work and made me stay behind
They picked the hardest questions for me the hardest they could find
So once day when I was old enough
I stood up and said I resign.

Don't wanna know about geography
I'd rather have pornography
Keep your history and geology
Gonna teach myself biology, the easy way.

(Fiddle Solo)

Who in the hell do you think you are?
Telling me what to do
Who in the hell do you think you are?
I'm old enough to take care of myself
And I'm big enough to take care of you.

So I got myself an office job sweeping up all day
Licking stamps and making tea which I took round on a tray
I went into the boss and asked him for a raise in pay
He said ask me in seven more years young man
I'm busy go away.

So I said
Who in the hell do you think you are?
Telling me what to do
Who in the hell do you think you are?
I'm old enough to take care of myself
And I'm big enough to take care of you.

I'm gonna sleep in every morning
Get up when I stop yawning
Pick up my unemployment pay
Lay back and watch TV all day.


SIDE TWO

Mad Dog/Cell Number 7
 Released on Decca FR13567, 1975. (UK)

Mad Dog

You're in trouble
Big trouble
Judy's boyfriend got out today
When he was in jail you took his girl away
When he gets back you're gonna have to pay him double
You'd better worry
Or you'll be sorry
He's at the edge of town and he's got a gun
Better get out fast, get up and run
You won't get no help from anyone here son
Better hurry.

Forget the romance
Move your pants
If you don't get out now
You won't get another chance.

Cause he's a mad dog
Don't get into a fight
He's a mad dog
Better shoot on sight
Before he tries to bite.

(Sax Solo)

You'd better run 'til you drop
Don't try to stop
Find a mountain
And climb right up to the top.

Cause he's a mad dog
Don't get into a fight
He's a mad dog
Better shoot on sight
Before he tries to bite.

Use your head
Or you'll be dead
He's at the end of the street, and he's shouting your name
He's lost his girl and you're to blame
Any second now that gun'll spit flame and lead.

Anyhow
It's too late now
With a smile on his face he walks through the door
Fires his gun and your head hits the floor
Did you really think love was worth dying for
It's just trouble.

You'd better run 'til you drop
Don't try to stop
Find a mountain
And climb right up to the top.

Cause he's a mad dog
Don't get into a fight
He's a mad dog
Better shoot on sight
Before he tries to bite.


Jungle Bunny

(instrumental)


I'm So Scared

I ain't never been scared of dying
Everybody has to go sometime
When I say that I ain't lying
You only die once in a lifetime
But when it comes to facing you
Well baby that's taboo
Cause I'm so scared of you.

You got the evil eye
No matter how hard I try
I can't get my eyes off you
I'm shaking in my shoes
I just can't refuse
There ain't nothing I can do.

(Sax Solo)

You terrify me
Petrify me
Oooh with your voodoo
You hypnotize me
Paralyze me
I'm so, so scared of you.

I ain't never backed out a fist fight
Got black eyes and a broken nose
And I can drink all day and drink all night
And come out smelling like a rose
But when it comes to fighting you
Honey, I'm all through
Cause I'm so scared of you.

You got the evil eye
No matter how hard I try
I can't get my mind off you
I'm shaking in my shoes
I just can't refuse
There ain't nothing I can do.

(Sax Solo)

You terrify me
Petrify me
Oooh with your voodoo
You hypnotize me
Paralyze me
I'm so, so scared of you.

I ain't never been afraid of spiders and snakes
Rats, bats, and worms
Tidal waves and earthquakes
And I drink away the germs
But when it comes to facing you
Oh baby, I'm all through
Cause I'm so scared of you
Honey, I'm so scared of you.


Drowning

I'm drowning in the fountain of your love
In the whirlpool of my mind you're all I'm thinking of
I'm sinking into the tear drops in your eyes
I'm floating on the cushion of your sighs.

It's hard to write a love song
That has something new to say
It's hard to write a love song
Without using old clichés.

I love you I need you, I want you for my own
Please don't ever leave me, I couldn't stand to be alone
I'm swimming in the ocean of your kiss
How could I have known, your kiss would be like this.

(String and Piano Solo)

This is my first love song
And this is my last
I'm getting too choked up inside
Better finish it fast.

I'm sailing through the stars up above
I'm drowning, in the fountain of your love.


WDK 2008

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