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Things are getting just too cozy for me And I see people as they see me Gonna break away and gain control You free your mind You free your soul I was the type who knocked at old men (history's easy) Who together at tables sit and drink beer (somewhere is really) Then I saw that I was really the same So this link's breaking away from the chain Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I am free I was sick and tired of my little niche Well gonna break away and find where life is And all those fools I thought were my friends (coaching is easy) They now stare at me and don't see a thing (reality's so hard) Till their life is over and they start to moan How they never had the chance to make good Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be Away from the numbers (away from the numbers) Away from the numbers Is where I am free Is where I am free Is where I'm gonna be Is reality Reality's so hard, reality's so hard... |
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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 Im not sure about (are sorted out at once) And as it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the end |
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If you gave me a fresh carnation I would only crush its tender petals With me you'll have no escape And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle - I trample down all life in my wake I eat it up and take the cake I just avert my eyes to the pain Of someone's loss helping my gain If you gave me a dream for my pocket You'd be plugging in the wrong socket With me there's no room for the future With me there's no room with a view at all - I am out of season all year 'round Hear machinery roar to my empty sound Touch my heart and feel winter Hold my hand and be doomed forever - If you gave me a fresh carnation I would only crush its tender petals With me you'll have no escape And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle. And if you're wondering by now who I am Look no further than the mirror - Because I am the Greed and Fear And every ounce of Hate in you. |
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I am a dull and simple lad Cannot tell water from champagne and I have never met the Queen And I wish I could have all he has got - I wish I could be like David Watts And when I lie on my pillow at night I dream I could fight like David Watts And lead the school team to victory Take my exams and pass the lot He is the head boy at the school He is the captain of the team His is so gay and fancy free And I wish I could have all the money he's got I wish I could be like David Watts And all the girls in the neighbourhood Try to go out with David Watts The try their best but can't succeed For he is of pure and noble creed |
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The distant echo - of faraway voices boarding faraway trains To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever The glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts Cold and uninviting, partially naked Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's paper Mr. Jones got run down Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrow Madmen on the rampage And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen Smiling, beguiling I put in the money and pull out a plum Behind me Whispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voices Hating, waiting |
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No matter where I roam I will come back to my English rose For no bonds can ever tempt me from she I've sailed the seven seas, Flown the whole blue sky. But I've returned with haste to where my Love does lie. No matter where I go I will come back to my English Rose For nothing can ever tempt me from she. I've searched the secret mists - I've climbed the highest peaks Caught the wild wind home to hear her soft voice speak To hear her soft voice speak No matter where I roam I will return to my English Rose For no bonds can ever keep me from she. I've been to ancient worlds I've scoured the whole universe And caught the first train home To be at her side. No matter where I roam I will return to my English Rose For no bonds can ever keep me from she |
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Why are you frightened - can't you see that it's you That ain't no ghost - it's a reflection of you Why do you turn away - an' keep it out of sight Oh - don't live up to your given roles There's more inside you that you won't show But you keep it hidden just like everyone You're scared to show you care - it'll make you vulnerable So you wear that ghost around you for disguise But there's no need just 'cos it's all we've known There's more inside you that you haven't shown So keep on moving, moving, moving your feet Keep on shuf-shuf-shuffling to this ghost dance beat Just keep on walking down never ending streets One day you'll walk right out of this life And then you'll wonder why you didn't try To spread some loving all around Old fashioned causes like that still stand Gotta rid this prejudice that ties you down How do you feel at the end of the day Just like you've waked over your own grave So why are you frightened - can't you see that it's you At the moment there's nothing - so there's nothing to lose Lift up your lonely heart and walk right on through |
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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 wash 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 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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In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool I wanna say, I wanna tell you About the young ideas But you turn them into fears In the city there's a thousand faces all shining bright And those golden faces are under 25 They wanna say, they gonna tell ya About the young idea You better listen now you've said your bit-a And I know what you're thinking You still think I am crap But you'd better listen man Because the kids know where it's at In the city there's a thousand men in uniforms And I've heard they now have the right to kill a man We wanna say, we gonna tell ya About the young idea And if it don't work, at least we said we've tried In the city, in the city In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you |
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Liza Radley, see the girl with long hair See her creeping 'cross summer lawns at midnight And all the people in the town where we live say ????she's not quite right???? She don't fit in with a small town They just can't understand why she's doesn't stay in hospital In a darkened room it's for their lives only she cries Liza Radley, see her jump through loneliness Liza Radley, take me when you go And as the people pass by, their heads in the air On to with their life's, she records a lonely sigh, But no matter what they say, in her mind she knows, Their dream of life they won't never find And all the people in the town where we live say ????she's not quite right???? She don't fit in with a small town They just can't understand she's doesn't stay in hospital In a darkened room it's for their lives only she cries. Liza Radley, I pledge myself to you alone. But she kissed my face and said ????Love means nothing at all???? She kissed my face and said ????Life means nothing at all???? |
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Daylights dawns, you wake up and yawn - Mr. Clean A piece of toast from the one you love most - and you leave You get the bus in the 8 o'clock rush, And catch the train in the morning rain Mr. Clean - Mr. Clean If you see me in the street - look away Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me - Mr. Clean Cause I hate you and your wife And if I get the chance I'll fuck up your life Mr. Clean - etc. - IS THAT SEEN! Surround yourself with dreams, of pretty young girls, and anyone you want, but - please don't forget me or any of my kind cause I'll make you think again When I stick your face in the grind - Getting pissed at the annual office do - Smart blue suit and you went to Cambridge too - You miss page 3, but the Times is right for you - And mum and dad are very proud of you - Mr. Clean - etc. |
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I've got a pocket full of pretty green - I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine - I'm gonna put it in the juke box - It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade - This is the pretty green - this is society You can't do nothing - unless it's in the pocket - oh no - I've got a pocket full of pretty green I'm gonna give it to the man behind the counter He's gonna give me food and water - I'm gonna eat that and look for more - And they didn't teach me that in school - It's something that I learnt on my own - That power is measured by the pound or the fist - It's as clear as this oh - I've got a pocket full of Pretty Green! |
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Closer than close - you see yourself - A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be. As each day goes by - a little more - You can't remember - what it was you wanted anyway. The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space - Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful, is still there but unrecognizable - Private Hell. The man who you once loved - is bald and fat - And seldom in - working late as usual. Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but - Private Hell. Think of Emma - wonder what she's doing - Her husband Terry - and your grandchildren. Think of Edward - who's still at college - You send him letters - which he doesn't acknowledge. 'Cause he don't care, They don't care. 'Cause they're all going through their own - Private Hell. The morning slips away - in a valium haze, And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee. In the afternoon - the weekly food, Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host, To a closet ghost - a picture of your fantasy - A victim of your misery - and Private Hell Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - You see it smash - inside you crack - You can't go on - but you sweep it up - Safe at last inside your Private Hell. Sanity at last inside your Private Hell. |
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Here we go again, it's Monday at last, He's heading for the Waterloo line, To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time, Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine. Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times 'Good Morning Smithers-Jones' 'How's the wife and home?' 'Did you get the car you've been looking for?' Let me get inside you, let me take control of you, We could have some good times, All this worry will get you down, I'll give you a new meaning to life - I don't think so. Sitting on the train, you're nearly there You're part of the production line, You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines, Get out of the pack, before they peel you back. Arrive at the office, spot on time, The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine, 'Good Morning Smithers Jones' 'The boss wants to see you alone' 'I hope its the promotion you've been looking for' 'Come in Smithers old boy' 'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet' 'I've some news to tell you' 'There's no longer a position for you' - 'Sorry Smithers Jones'. Put on the kettle and make some tea It's all a part of feeling groovie Put on your slippers turn on the TV It's all a part of feeling groovie It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss Work and work and work and work till you die There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry |
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It's not important for you to know my name - Nor I to know yours If we communicate for two minutes only It will be enough For knowing that someone in this world Feels as desperate as me - And what you give is what you get. It doesn't matter if we never meet again, What we have said will always remain. If we get through for two minutes only, It will be a start! For knowing that someone in this life, Loves with a passion called hate And what you give is what you get. If I never ever see you - If I never ever see you - If I never ever see you - again. And what you give is what you get! |
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Bring you a tale from the pastel fields Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart It's mixed with happiness - it's mixed with tears Both life a death are carried in this stream That open space you could run for miles Now you don't get so many to the pound True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Paradise found down by the still waters Joined in the race to the rainbow's end No fears no worries just a golden country Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset Now life is so critical, life is too cynical We lose our innocence, we lose our very soul True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Come on and join me by the riverbank |
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So you finally got what you wanted You've achieved your aim by making me walk in line And when you just can't get any higher You use your senses to suss out this week's climber And the small fame that you've acquired Has brought you into cult status But to me you're still a collector There's tarts and whores but you're much more You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride It's just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you And you started looking much older And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume But to you in your little dream world You're still the Queen of the butterfly collectors As you carry on 'cause it's all you know You can't light a fire You can't cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I don't care about morals 'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the Kings and Queens of the butterfly collectors There's tarts and whores but you're much more You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride It's just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you As you carry on 'cause it's all you know You can't light a fire You can't cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the Kings and Queens of the butterfly collectors |
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from The Jam - The Sound Of The Jam (2002)
Sup up your beer and collect your fags - There's a row going on down near Slough. Get out your mat and pray to the West. I'll get out mine and pray for myself. Thought you were smart when you took them on, But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room. All that rugby puts hairs on your chest. What chance have you got against a tie and a crest? Hurrah, hooray! - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles. Hurrah, hooray! - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles. Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse, Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, Composed a revolutionary symphony, Then went to bed with a charming young thing. Hurrah, hooray! - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles. Hurrah, hooray! - an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles. What a catalyst you turned out to be: Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea - Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy... What a catalyst you turned out to be: Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea - Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy... We came out of it naturally the worst: Beaten and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt. We were no match for their untamed wit, Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week. Hurrah, hooray! - it's the price to price to pay to the Eton Rifles. Hurrah, hooray! - I prefer that way to the Eton Rifles. Hurrah, hooray! - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles. Hurrah, hooray! - I prefer that way to the Eton Rifles. |
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This is a modern world - This is the modern world What kind of a fool do you think I am? You think I know nothing of the modern world All my life has been the same I've learned to live by hate and pain It's my inspiration drive - I've learned more than you'll ever know Even at school I felt quite sure That one day I would be on top And I'd look down upon the map The teachers who said I'd be nothing - This is the modern world that I've learnt about This is the modern world, we don't need no one To tell us what's right or wrong - Say what you like 'cause I don't care I know where I am and going too It's somewhere I won't preview Don't have to explain myself to you I don't give two fucks about your review |
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Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now, We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world - No personal situations. Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for a while, we stole - the friendship that bound us together - We stole from the schools and their libraries, We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep, We stole from the drink that made us sick, We stole anything that we couldn't keep, And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything, And always be as thick as thieves. Like a perfect stranger - you came into my life, Then like the perfect lone ranger - you rode away - rode away, rode away - rode away. We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers, We stole autumn leaves and summer showers, We stole the silent wind that says you are free, We stole everything that we could see, But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everthing, Now we're no longer as thick as thieves. You came into my life - Then like a perfect stranger you walked away - walked away - walked away - walked away. Thick as thieves us - we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for awhile, we stole the friendship that bound us together. We stole the burning sun in the open sky, We stole the twinkling stars in the black night, We stole the green belt fields that made us believe, We stole everything that we could see. But something came along that changes our minds, I don't know what and I don't know why, But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time, While we watched our ideals helplessly unwind. No - we're no longer as thick as |
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Better stop dreaming of the quiet life - cos it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus - cos those rosey days are few And - stop apologising for the things you've never done, Cos 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 floats 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 The 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 kids 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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from Classic Number 1's (2007)
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 wash 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 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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