Thanks to Uwe I rediscovered The Who By Numbers and I hink it's one of the best Who-albums. It's only about the bad things of fame and Townshend dealing with it by lying, trusting nobody and boozing a lot.
Some excerpts:
How Many Friends:
I'm feelin' so good right now
There's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past
He buys me a brandy
But could it be he's really just after my ass
He likes the clothes I wear
He says he likes a man who's dressed in season
But no-one else ever stares, he's being so kind
What's the reason
How many friends have I really got
You can count 'em on one hand
How many friends have I really got
How many friends have I really got
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am
When I first signed a contract
It was more than a handshake then
I know it still is
But there's a plain fact
We talk so much shit behind each other's backs
I get the willies
People know nothing about their own soft gut
So how come they can sum us up
Without suffering all the hype we've known
How come they bum us up
Succes Story (by Entwistle)
I may go far if I smash my guitar
Away for the weekend
I've gotta play some one-night stands
Six for the tax man, and one for the band
Back in the studio to make our latest number one
Take two-hundred-and-seventy-six
You know, this used to be fun
However Much I Booze
I see myself on T.V., I'm a faker, a paper clown
It's clear to all my friends that I habitually lie; I just bring them down
I claim proneness to exaggeration
But the truth lies in my frustration
The children of the night, they all pass me by
Have to drench myself in brandy
In sleep I'll hide
But however much I booze
There ain't no way out
They're All In Love
Hey, goodbye all you punks
Stay young and stay high
Hand me my checkbook
And I'll crawl out to die