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| 1. |
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Better stop dreaming of the quiet life,
Cause it's one you'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus, Cos their rosey days are few And, stop apologizing for the things you've never done; Cause time is short and life is cruel, But it's up to us to change This town called malice. Rows and rows of disused milk Stand dying in the dairy yard And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk Bottles to their hearts Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come Fast and furious In a town called malice. Struggle after struggle, year after year That atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead In a town called malice A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef Gets dashed against the co-op To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear It's a big decision in a town called malice The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track It's at the moment bound for nowhere, Just going round and round Playground kids and creaking swings, Lost laughter in the breeze I could go on for hours and I probably will, But I'd sooner put some joy back In this town called malice. |
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| 2. |
| 2:55 |
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Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say that I should strive for more, But I'm so happy I can't see the point. Somethings happening here today A show of strength with your boy's brigade and, I'm so happy and you're so kind You want more money, of course I don't mind To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes And the public gets what the public wants But I want nothing this society's got, I'm going underground, (going underground) Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground, (going underground) Well let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, I've enough already on my plate People might need some tension to relax (Me?) I'm too busy dodging between the flak What you see is what you get You've made your bed, you better lie in it You choose your leaders and place your trust As their lies put you down and their promises rust You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't get what this society wants I'm going underground, (going underground) Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground, (going underground) [So] let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow We talk and we talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body froze The braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! Going underground, I'm going underground! |
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| 3. |
| 4:15 |
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I was half in mind I was half in need,
And as the rain came down I dropped to my knees and prayed I said "oh Heavenly thing please cleanse my soul, I've seen all on offer and I'm not impressed at all". I was halfway home I was half insane, And every shop window I looked in just looked the same I said send me a sign to save my life 'Cause at this moment in time there is nothing certain in These day's of mine Why'see it's a frightening thing when it dawns upon you That I know as much as the day I was born And though I wasn't asked (I might as well stay) And promise myself each and every day that is When you're knocked on your back an' your life's a flop And when you're down on the bottom there's nothing else But to shout to the top shout! |
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| 4. |
| 2:29 |
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I've got a feeling
From the floorboards up Call it a calling If you like that touch Call it what you will I really don't care too much I've got a feeling And I know it's right I get it most evenings If not every night It sings in the air And dances like candle light When we play, we play, we play Mama, from the floorboards up When we dance, we dance, we dance Papa, from the floorboards up When we sway, we sway as one From the floorboards up From the floorboards up I get a feeling From the walls and chairs They tell me of the things that Have always been there And all that is not Will have to go back to dust When we play, we play, we play Mama, from the floorboards up When we dance, we dance, we dance Papa, from the floorboards up When we sway, we sway as one From the floorboards up From the floorboards up I've got a feeling And I know it's right I get it most evenings If not every night It sings in the air And dances like candle light When we play, we play, we play Mama, from the floorboards up When we dance, we dance, we dance Daddy, from the floorboards up When we sway, we sway as one From the floorboards up From the floorboards up From the floorboards up |
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| 5. |
| 4:04 | 
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| 6. |
| 3:07 |
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I've got a grapefruit matter
It's as sour as shit I have no solutions Better get used to it I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit I'm Narcissus in a puddle In shop windows I gloat Like a ball of fleece lining In my camel skin coat I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit Did you think I should Nemesis in a muddle In a mirror I look Like a streak of sheet lightnin' In my rattleskin shoes - I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit Did you think I should |
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| 7. |
| 3:33 |
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Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- As I light a bitter fuse Time is on loan - only ours to borrow What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow And the more I see - the more I know The more I know - the less I understand. I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- To light a bitter fuse It's a bigger part - When our instincts act A shot in the dark - A movement in black And the more I see - the more I know The more I know - the less I understand. I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands (I don't have a plan) I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- To light a bitter fuse |
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| 8. |
| 3:59 |
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| 9. |
| 4:11 |
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SUNFLOWER - Paul Weller
I don't care how long this lasts We have no future - we have no past I write this now while I'm in control I'll choose the words and how the melody goes - Along winding streets, we walked hand in hand And how I long for that sharp wind To take my breath away again I'd run my fingers through your hair Hair like a wheatfield, I'd run through That I'd run through - And I miss you so - I miss you so No you're gone, I feel so alone I miss you so I'd send you a flower - a sunflower bright While you cloud my days, messing up my nights And all the way up to the top of your head Sunshower kisses, I feld we had And I miss you so - I miss you so All I gotta do, is think of you - and I miss you so Baby I'm afraid to say why - I miss you so CAN YOU HEAL US (HOLY MAN) - Paul Weller Crystal words, that hang so fine - But none will stop us falling Pulling faster all the time - Powerless to warnings If you feel the hand of God - Can you guide it holy man? But you are only flesh and blood - Waiting too for judgement Still saying! Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry Everybody gets their time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you Split the Father and the Son - Hand words to ease them In the other is a gun - baptized by fear, and If you have the hand of God - Can you heal us, holy man? But you are only flesh and blood - Waiting too for judgement Still saying! Hang on tight, hang on strong How much longer can this go on But don't be sad, don't be blue - It's one more thing set to confuse Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry Every fear must have its time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you. Can you bring the hand of God? Can you stop the killing? Get us back to hope and love - Never more be needed - Still saying! Bloods gone bad, bad to worse Worse to bad and back again But don't be sad, don't be blue - It's one more thing sent to confuse Momma don't weep, Daddy don't cry Every fear must have its time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you. WILD WOOD - Paul Weller High tide - mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing - where you're blowing Getting to where, you should be going. Don't let, them get you down Making you feel, guilty about Golden rain, bring you riches All the good things - you deserve now. Climbing, forever trying Find your way out - of the wild, wild wood Now theres, no justice There's only yourself - that you can trust in And I said - high tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing - just where you're blowing Getting to where, you should be going. Day by day, your world fades away Waiting to feel - all the dreams that say Golden rain will bring you riches All the good things - you deserve now - and I say Climbing, forever trying Find your way out - of the wild, wild wood ALL THE PICTURES ON THE WALL - Paul Weller And all the pictures on the wall Serve only to remind you of it all The wasted days we could have lived Now we're left with nothing left to give There was a time I really loved you But when that was I just can't say As all the memories merge into one As each day becomes each day The clock hands ticking on the wall Are just reminders of it all The wasted days we could have lived Now we're left with nothing left to give We used to meet each others' eyes And that's all we'd have to say Now we don't talk that much at all The further our eyes seem to stray And in a funny kind of way This empty room was full one day Full of love that we once shared - now it all looks so bare The silent walls whose cracks I feel - But is there room to let the hatred heal? HAS MY FIRE REALLY GONE OUT? And when I open my eyes - will it then be morning? First rays of summer sun - coming down and shining And if I open my heart and say all that you would want Hope, faith and all I believe will be there to greet me And if I open my head, remember all that I said Hey baby, what will you find - coming down to meet you? A lot of words but no one talking I don't want no part of that Something real is what I'm seeking One clear voice in the wilderness And put an end to all your doubts - Has my fire really, really gone out? COUNTRY - Paul Weller I know a place not far from here Where life's sweet perfume fills the air And if you want, I'll take you there If you want, I'll take you there Into the light out of the dark Where only love can heal your heart And if you want I'll make a start If you want - I'll make a start This place I say, half hour away Is that so far to go? - so near And further on we'll find the time And lose the discontent we feel - that we feel I feel the time we've yet to reach Is not yet within our own belief But I feel sure that time has come If it goes on at all - if it goes on and on - if it goes on and on I know a place not far from here Where life's sweet perfume fills the air And if you want we'll lay a while there If you want, we'll lay a while there |
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| 10. |
| 3:24 |
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Beat surrender
Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender All the things that I care about (are packed into one punch) All the things that I'm not sure about (are sorted out at once) And as it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the end That bullshit is bullshit, it just goes by different names Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender All the things that I shout about (but never act upon) All the courage and the dreams that I have (but seem to wait so long) My doubt is cast aside, watch phonies run to hide The dignified don't even enter in the game Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender And if you feel there's no passion No quality sensation Seize the young determination Show the fakers you ain't fooling You'll see me come running To the sound of your strumming Fill my heart with joy and gladness I've lived too long in shadows of sadness My doubt is cast aside, watch phonies run to hide The dignified don't even enter in the game Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By PAUL WELLER <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 11. |
| 3:26 |
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You don't have to take this crap
You don't have to sit back and relax You can actually try changing it I know we've always been taught to rely Upon those in authority, But you never know until you try How things just might be, If we came together so strongly Are you gonna try to make this work Or spend your days down in the dirt You see things can change, YES an' walls can come tumbling down! Governments crack and systems fall 'cause Unity is powerful, Lights go out, walls come tumbling down! The competition is a color T-V We're on still pause with the video machine That keep you slave to the H.P. Until the Unity is threatened by Those who have and who have not, Those who are with and those who are without And dangle jobs like a donkey's carrot, Until you don't know where you are Are you gonna realize The class war's real and not mythologized And like Jericho, You see walls can come tumbling down! Are you gonna be threatened by The public enemies No. 10, Those who play the power game They take the profits, you take the blame, When they tell you there's no rise in pay Are you gonna try an' make this work Or spend your days down in the dirt, You see things can change, Yes an' walls can come tumbling down! |
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| 12. |
| 3:36 |
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A police car and a screaming siren,
A pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete, A baby wailing and stray dog howling, The screech of brakes and lamplight's blinking That's entertainment. That's entertainment. A smash of glass and the rumble of boots, An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth, Paint spattered walls and the cry of a tomcat, Lights going out and a kick in the balls I say that's entertainment. That's entertainment. Days of speed and slow time Mondays, Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday, Watching the news and not eating your tea, A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls I say that's entertainment. That's entertainment. Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning, Opening the windows and breathing in petrol, An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard, Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays, That's entertainment. That's entertainment. Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes, Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume, A hot summers' day and sticky black tarmac, Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were faraway That's entertainment. That's entertainment. Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight, Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude, Getting a cab and traveling on buses, Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs That's entertainment. |
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| 3:22 |
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Like pebbles on a beach
Kicked around, displaced by feet Like broken stones - all trying to get home. Like a loser's reach Too slow & short to hit the peaks So lost & alone - trying to get home. As another piece shatters Another little bit gets lost And what else really matters - at such a cost? Like a loser's reach - Too slow & short to hit the peaks So lost & alone - trying to get home. Trying to get home - Like broken stones - All trying to get home. |
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| 3:51 |
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Past midnight's hold -
Where the world's awaiting - I'll wait for you love - But I close my eyes, as there's pain too in paradise - Hey baby say - just what you're thinking - Know I know it - yeh, feel I'm sinking - Know I feel it - I know you feel it too - Across the water, there's a boat that - will take us away. It is shining for me All I need to be But I can't find the key The one to make me believe- Late at night - When the world is dreaming - Way past the stars - That ignore our fate & all twinkle too late to save us - so we save ourselves. Hey baby say - just what you're thinking Know I know it - yeh, feel I'm sinking Know I feel it - I know you feel it too - Across the water, there's a boat that - Will take us away - Far from the madness - out of the sadness Into sunlight - out of the sinking - You know I feel it, I know you it too - Across the water, there's a boat that will take us away - And there we will stay |
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| 3:49 |
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I play out my role
Why I've even been out walking They tell me that it helps But I know when I'm beaten All those lonely films And all those lonely parties But now the feeling is off-screen An' the tears for real not acted, anymore I'm all mixed up inside I want to run but I can't hide And however much we try We can't escape the truth and the fact is Don't matter what I do It don't matter what I do Don't matter what I do Don't matter what I do Don't matter what I do 'Cause I end up hurting you One more covered sigh And one more glance you know means goodbye Can't you see that's why We're dashing ourselves against the rocks of a lifetime (In my mind different voices call) What once was pleasure now's pain for us all (In my heart only shadows fall) I once stood proud now I feel so small (I don't know whether to love or hurt) The long hot summer just passed me by |
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| 4:25 |
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| 17. |
| 3:25 |
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High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing, just where you are blowing Getting to where you should be going Dont let them get you down Making you feel quilty about golden rain, will bring you riches All the good things you deserve and now Climbing, forever trying Find your way out of the wild, wild wood Now theres no justice Only yourself that you can trust in And I said high tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing, just where you are blowing Getting to where you should be going Day by day your world fades away Waiting to feel all the dreams that say Golden rain will bring you riches All the good things you deserve now And I say, climbing, foreever trying find you way out of the wild, wild wood Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood Wild wild wood |
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| 3:39 |
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You do something to me - something deep inside
I?m hanging on the wire - with love I?ll never find You do something wonderful - then chase it all away Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again Hanging on the wire, I?m waiting for the change I?m dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame- An?feel real again. You do something to me - somewhere deep inside I?m hoping to get close to- a peace I cannot find- Dancing through the fire- just to catch a flame Just to get close to, just close enough- To tell you that?? You do something to me-something deep inside |
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| 2:42 |
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Hidden in the back seat of my head Someplace I can't remember where I found it just by coincidence And now I'm all hung up again Just like a soldier from the past Who won't be told it's over yet Refusing to lay down his gun He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won He's gotta hurt someone He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won Waiting for the moment - keep on looking for a sign Extraordinary - trying to cease the war inside Hidden in the backseat of my head Someplace I can't remember where I found it just by coincidence And now I'm all hung up again And now I'm all hung up again |
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| 4:03 |
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| 21. |
| 3:14 |
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Your hair hangs in golden steps
You're a bonafide in every respect You are walking through streets that mean nothing to you You believe you're above it and I don't really blame you Maybe that's why you speak like a child, The things you're saying like "I'm so free and so wild" And I believe it when you look in my eyes, You offer me a life, and never lies Least only the kind to make me smile Your clothes are clean and your mind is productive It shops in store where only the best buy You're cool and hard, and if I sound like a lecher It's probably true, But at least there's no lecture I really like it when you speak like a child The crazy sayings like "I'm so free and so wild" You have to make a bargain with me now A promise that you won't change somehow No way, now how Spent all day thinking about you Spent all night coming to terms with it Time and conditions are built to tame Nothing lasts with age, so people say But I will always try to feel the same I really like it when you speak like a child I really like it when you speak like a child The way you hate the homely rank and the file The way you're so proud to be oh, so free and so wild I really like it when you speak like a child I really like it when you speak like a child I really like it when you speak like a child The way you're so proud to be oh, so free and so wild |
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