The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
This could be suffering
This could be suffering
This could be pleasure
This could be pleasure
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
My head is aging
My head is aging
My balls are aching
My balls are aching
But I'm not looking for deliverance
But I'm not looking for deliverance
This could be letting on
This could be letting on
This could be highly cut
This could be highly cut
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
One says it can't be done
One says it can't be done
Then somebody does it, but
Then somebody does it, but
I'm not watching for equivalents
I'm not watching for equivalents
I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Daily records
Daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Just wanna be making records
Just wanna be making records
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Making records day in, day out
Making records day in, day out
And they say it's just a stage in life
And they say it's just a stage in life
But I know by now the problem is a stage
But I know by now the problem is a stage
And they say just take your time and it'll go away
And they say just take your time and it'll go away
But I know by now I'm never gonna change
But I know by now I'm never gonna change
I could be losing you
I could be losing you
I could be coming through
I could be coming through
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
You still support me now
You still support me now
You love me anyhow
You love me anyhow
And I am still under your influence
And I am still under your influence
We've had some years of hate
We've had some years of hate
But now we're in the eights
But now we're in the eights
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
I need you even more
I need you even more
My money keeps me poor
My money keeps me poor
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke
I look at Richmond married couples denim look
I look at Richmond married couples denim look
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch
Daily records
Daily records
Just wanna keep making daily records
Just wanna keep making daily records
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters
Just wanna keep making records
Just wanna keep making records
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Making records day in, day out
Making records day in, day out
Just wanna be making daily records
Just wanna be making daily records
This could be suffering
This could be pleasure
This could be pleasure
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
My head is aging
My head is aging
My balls are aching
My balls are aching
But I'm not looking for deliverance
But I'm not looking for deliverance
This could be letting on
This could be letting on
This could be highly cut
This could be highly cut
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
One says it can't be done
One says it can't be done
Then somebody does it, but
Then somebody does it, but
I'm not watching for equivalents
I'm not watching for equivalents
I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
No sooner cut it than they cut it even more
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Got to admit that I created private worlds
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls
Daily records
Daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Just want to be making daily records
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Try to avoid the bad news in the letters
Just wanna be making records
Just wanna be making records
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Making records day in, day out
Making records day in, day out
And they say it's just a stage in life
And they say it's just a stage in life
But I know by now the problem is a stage
But I know by now the problem is a stage
And they say just take your time and it'll go away
And they say just take your time and it'll go away
But I know by now I'm never gonna change
But I know by now I'm never gonna change
I could be losing you
I could be losing you
I could be coming through
I could be coming through
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
You still support me now
You still support me now
You love me anyhow
You love me anyhow
And I am still under your influence
And I am still under your influence
We've had some years of hate
We've had some years of hate
But now we're in the eights
But now we're in the eights
I'm unaware of any difference
I'm unaware of any difference
I need you even more
I need you even more
My money keeps me poor
My money keeps me poor
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence
I'm still amazed at your omnipotence
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke
I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke
I look at Richmond married couples denim look
I look at Richmond married couples denim look
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch
I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch
When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch
Daily records
Daily records
Just wanna keep making daily records
Just wanna keep making daily records
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters
Can't exist no more in chains and fetters
Just wanna keep making records
Just wanna keep making records
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Play in, play out, fade in, fade out
Making records day in, day out
Making records day in, day out
Just wanna be making daily records
Just wanna be making daily records
Lyrics submitted by Chris_Gough
Daily Records Lyrics as written by Pete Townshend
Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
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