| Song | A Man In A Purple Dress - Live At Nassau Coliseum 2007 |
| Artist | The Who |
| Album | Live Greatest Hits |
| 作曲 : Pete Townshend | |
| 作词 : Townshend | |
| How dare you wear a robe to preside | |
| How dare you cover your head to hide | |
| Your face from God | |
| How dare you smile from behind your beard | |
| To hide the fact your heart's afeared, | |
| And wave your rod | |
| How dare you be the one to assess | |
| Me, in this God-forsaken mess | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress | |
| You are all the same | |
| Gilded and absurd | |
| Regal, fast to blame | |
| Rulers by lost word | |
| Men above men, or prats | |
| With your high hats | |
| You priest, you mullah so high | |
| You pope, you wise rabbi | |
| You're invisible to me | |
| Like vapour from the sea | |
| How dare you? Do you think I'll quietly go? | |
| You are much braver than you know | |
| For I can't die | |
| Your staff, your stick, your special cap | |
| They'll protect in Hell? What crap! | |
| Believe the lie | |
| How dare you be the one to assess | |
| Me, in this God-forsaken mess | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress | |
| When you place your frown | |
| Between my God and prayer | |
| However grand your crown | |
| Or dignified your hair | |
| Men above men, or prats | |
| In your high hats | |
| You priest, you mullah so high | |
| You pope, you wise rabbi | |
| You are invisible to me | |
| Like vapour from the sea | |
| I lovingly mock you noble lords | |
| We all dress up to grant awards | |
| I do that as well | |
| I dare condemn your fashion sense | |
| At least you're not astride a fence | |
| That would not sell | |
| But I will deliver this address | |
| Your soul's condition don't impress | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress |
| zuò qǔ : Pete Townshend | |
| zuò cí : Townshend | |
| How dare you wear a robe to preside | |
| How dare you cover your head to hide | |
| Your face from God | |
| How dare you smile from behind your beard | |
| To hide the fact your heart' s afeared, | |
| And wave your rod | |
| How dare you be the one to assess | |
| Me, in this Godforsaken mess | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress | |
| You are all the same | |
| Gilded and absurd | |
| Regal, fast to blame | |
| Rulers by lost word | |
| Men above men, or prats | |
| With your high hats | |
| You priest, you mullah so high | |
| You pope, you wise rabbi | |
| You' re invisible to me | |
| Like vapour from the sea | |
| How dare you? Do you think I' ll quietly go? | |
| You are much braver than you know | |
| For I can' t die | |
| Your staff, your stick, your special cap | |
| They' ll protect in Hell? What crap! | |
| Believe the lie | |
| How dare you be the one to assess | |
| Me, in this Godforsaken mess | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress | |
| When you place your frown | |
| Between my God and prayer | |
| However grand your crown | |
| Or dignified your hair | |
| Men above men, or prats | |
| In your high hats | |
| You priest, you mullah so high | |
| You pope, you wise rabbi | |
| You are invisible to me | |
| Like vapour from the sea | |
| I lovingly mock you noble lords | |
| We all dress up to grant awards | |
| I do that as well | |
| I dare condemn your fashion sense | |
| At least you' re not astride a fence | |
| That would not sell | |
| But I will deliver this address | |
| Your soul' s condition don' t impress | |
| You, a man, in a purple dress | |
| A man in a purple dress |