Critiques de Baba O’Riley

Out here in the fields, I fight for my mealsI get my back into my livingI don't need to fight to prove I'm rightI don't need to be forgiven, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahDon't cry, don't raise your eyeIt's only teenage wastelandSally, take my hand, we'll travel south 'cross landPut out the fire and...