“Sweet Young Thing (live)”

I know that something very strange is happened to my brain
I’m either feeling very good or else I am insane
The seeds of doubt you planted have started to grow wild
And I feel that I must yield before the wisdom of a child

And it’s love you bring
No, that I can’t deny
And with your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)

Well, people try to talk to me, their words are ugly sounds (Sweet young thing)
But I resist all their attempts to try and bring me down (Sweet young thing)
Turned on to the sunset like I’ve never been before (Sweet young thing)
I listen for your footsteps and your knock upon the door (Sweet young thing)

And it’s love you bring
With dreams of bluer skies
All these things
When I see it in your eyes
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)

People try to talk to me, their words are ugly sounds (Sweet young thing)
But I resist all their attempts to try and bring me down (Sweet young thing)
Turned on to the sunset like I’ve never been before (Ah, ah)
I listen for your footsteps and your knock upon the door (Sweet young)

Davy: Everybody jumps!

And it’s love you bring
No, that I can’t deny
And with your wings, yeah
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)
Sweet young thing

Peter: We’re gonna do a song now off our first album called um, uh, I forget what it was called. The album. But the song is called uh, gosh, I can’t remember much of anything. What’ve you got, David? Do it, Micky.
Micky: What song are we doing? Oh yeah. Okay.
Davy: This is for real this time, okay. Everybody, clap your feet. Clap your feet?! Stamp your… um, heh heh. Heh heh.
Peter: Ha ha ha. Ha ho!
Davy: Come on, everybody, stamp your feet. Clap your hands. Beat on your wife, if she’s here. Come on, everybody. One, two, one two three four.