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what comes into your mind when you hear the following song? Woodstock comes into my mind, and not forensic crime dramas (good as these dramas might be).

Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand We'll travel south 'cross land Put out the fire and don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together before we get much older

Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah Teenage wasteland They're all wasted

It has been said that anyone who can listen to the William Tell Overture without thinking of the Lone Ranger is an intellectual. Is it reasonable to say similar things about this song—and indeed, three other Daltrey/Townshend songs—and forensic crime dramas? I say it is reasonable—though I certainly don't think ill of anyone who does think of these dramas when hearing these songs. :) 206.81.4.232 (talk) 13:12, 27 April 2024 (UTC)