Lyrics: Pete Townshend. Man Watching.

He's a fool that you know so you say
You can see him coming from a mile away
He's got his lapels cut just a little over displayed
And his shoes could be a problem could get in the way

Watch that man, he's your problem
Got something for ya down between his toes
Watch that man, he's your contact
He's got his feather shoved right up your nose

He was born in the future
He's getting born here sometime soon
Getting born in the future
He may make up this rule

They put up a police description out for this guy
You know the kind of a guy with a kind of disguise
I don't know quite if his shoulders are wide
Or quite how blue of his blue, blue eyes

How wide are his ties, how smooth are his eyes
How big are his feet, he dresses so neat
But he's being followed, so followed in the street right now
Just like you and me

Too tong too chong who really cares
But you're born with long blond hair
On the boarder was the smoggers bald pieores
And down on 42nd street with all the love flow hordes

Watch that man, he's your problem
Got something for ya down between his toes
Watch that man, he's your contact
He's got his feather shoved right up your nose

He was born in the future
Tomorrow we can bring another fall into the world
Tomorrow we will bring another soul
Tomorrow we can bring another fall into the world
Tomorrow we will bring another soul

Tomorrow we can bring another fall into the world
Tomorrow we will bring another soul
Tomorrow we can bring another fall into the world
Tomorrow we will bring another soul
Tomorrow we can bring another fall into the world
Tomorrow we will bring another soul

He was born in the future
He's getting born here sometime soon
He's getting born in the future
He may make up this rule