Don't Try To Make Me Real — Pete Townshend

Make me of clay, make me of steel But whatever you do don't try and make me real Make me your dream, a secretive deal But don't ever scheme to try and make me real

Stop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real

Make me of shit in a two-teenier deal Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel Whatever I do, whatever I feel By your double standard I will never be real

Stop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me

Why can't you settle for a fantasy? You're so convinced that I'm the man to see I can't live up to What you give up to I fail to see the perfect man in me

Make me from your magazine a listed ideal Dress me in the doll's house your knickers conceal Make me your brother-lover beau-ideal But you will soon discover lover can't be real

Stop trying to make me real I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal Stop crying, I just can't feel Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real (repeat 3 times)