Piano by Nicky Hopkins.
Originally titled 'She Loves Everyone' and recorded on April 30.
[Roger said he refused to sing this song until Pete "clarified certain aspects." Pete's explanation: "Punks didn't mean what it does today. Punks is what I used to call the New York fans who used to try and get you by the ears and pin you down and take you home in a cardboard box. The song was about what the band had become. It was about money, about law courts, about lawyers and accountants. Those things had never mattered and the band had a backlog of tax problems and unpaid royalties. We had to deal with it. I really felt like crawling off and dying."]
Where do you walk on sunny times
When the rivers gleam and the buildings shine
How do you feel goin' up hallowed halls
And the summer clothes brighten gloomy halls
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
Where do you fit in phphtth (blows raspberry) magazine
Where the past is the hero and the present a queen
Just tell me right now where do you fit in
With mud in your eye and a passion for gin
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
Hey, goodbye all you punks
Stay young and stay high
Just hand me my checkbook
And I'll crawl out to die
Like a woman in childbirth
Grown ugly in a flash
I'm seen magic and fame
Now I'm recycling trash
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
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Source Length notes The Who By Numbers 3:00