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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Where the streets are pave with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones Fear and hate linger in the air A strictly no-go deadly zone I don't know what I'm doing here 'cause it's not my scene at all There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street They've called in the Army, they've called in the police I'm stranded on the vortex floor My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour Through the haze I can see my girl Fifteen geezers got her pinned to the door There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City Now it's spreading through the country Law and order takes a turn for the worst, In the shape of a size 10 boot Rape and murder throughout the land, and they tell me that you're still a free man Well if this is freedom I don't understand 'cause it seems like madness to me. 'A' bomb in Wardour Street. Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb! A Philistine nation, of degradation, And hate and war. There must be more. It's Doctor Martin's A P O C A L Y P S E Apocalypse! |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
In echoed steps I walked across an empty dream
I looked across this world, there was no one to be seen This empty feeling turned and quietly walked away I saw no warmth in life - no love was in my eyes I stared a century thinking this will never change As I hesitated, time rushed onwards without me Too scared to break the spell too small to take a fall But the Absolute luck is - love is in our hearts! I lost some hours thinking of it I need the strength to go and get what I want I lost a lifetime thinking of it an' lost an era daydreaming like I do I stared a century thinking this will never change As I hesitated, time rushed onwards without me Too scared to break the spell too small to take a fall But the Absolute luck is - love is in our hearts! In echoed steps you walk across an empty dream But look around this world, there's millions to be seen Come see the tyrants panic see their crumbling empires fall Then tell 'em we don't fight for fools - 'cos love is in our hearts! I lost some hours thinking of it I need the strength to go and get what I want I lost a lifetime thinking of it an' lost an era daydreaming like I do You can lose some hours thinking of it You need the strength to go and get what you want You can lose a lifetime thinking of it And lose an era daydreaming like I do oooooooo |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Oi!
All over the country (We want a new direction) I said all over this land (We need a reaction) Well there should be a youth explosion (Inflate creation) But something we can command What's the point in saying destroy I want a new life for everywhere We want a direction (All over the country) I want a direction (All over this land) Because this is your last chance You can't dismiss what is gone before But there's foundations for us to explore I said - All around the world I've been looking for new - Youth explosion! A new direction - We want a reaction - Inflate creation - Looking for new! |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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 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 And if you feel there's no passion No quality sensation Seize the young determination Show the fakers you ain't foolin' You'll see me come runnin' To the sound of your strummin' Fill my heart with joy and gladness I've lived too long in shadows of sadness |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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 He is so gay and fancy free And I wish I could have all he has 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 breed |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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 papers 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 "Hey boy" they shout "have you got any money?" And I said "I've a little money and a take away curry, I'm on my way home to my wife. She'll be lining up the cutlery, You know she's expecting me Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork" And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I first felt a fist, and then a kick I could now smell their breath They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs And too many right wing meetings My life swam around me It took a look and drowned me in its own existence The smell of brown leather It blended in with the weather It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth It blocked all my senses Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I said I was down in the tube station at midnight The last thing that I saw As I lay there on the floor Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday - Do it today!" I glanced back on my life And thought about my wife 'Cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me And I'm down in the tube station at midnight The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold I'm down in the tube station at midnight Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Down in amongst the streets tonight
Books will burn, people laugh and cry in their turmoil (turmoil turns rejoiceful) Shed your fears and lose your guilt Tonight we burn responsibility in the fire We'll watch the flames grow higher! But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home And as I was standing by the edge I could see the faces of those led pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) Their mad eyes buldged their flushed faces said The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger We feast on flesh and drink on blood Live by fear and dispise love in a crises (what with today's high prices) Bring some paper and bring some wood Bring what's left of all your love for the fire We'll watch the flames grow higher! But if you get too burnt - you can't come back home And as I was standing by the edge I could see the faces of those led pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) Their mad eyes buldged their flushed faces said The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger In the funeral pyre We'll watch the flames grow higher But if you get too burnt - you can't come back home (well I feel so old, when I feel so young well I just can't grow up to meet the demands) |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Some people might say my life is in a rut
But I'm quite happy with what I've got People might say that I should strive for more But I'm so happy I can't see the point Something's 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, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well, let the boys all sing and let 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'd 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, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow La la la la... We talk and we talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body froze These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! Going underground, I'm going underground! La la la la... These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! I'm going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout, Going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet go pow, pow, pow Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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're sick of that kind of 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 still 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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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Power, Pop!
Read about the things that happen throughout the world Don't believe in everything you see or hear The neighbours talk day in day out about the goings on They tell us what they want - they don't give an inch Look at the pictures taken by the cameras they cannot lie The truth is in what you see - not what you read Little men tapping things out - points of view Remember their views are not the gospel truth Don't believe it all Find out for yourself Check before you spread News of the world News of the world Never doubt Never ask Never moan Never search Never find Never know News of the world Each morning our key to the world comes through the door More than often its just a comic, not much more Don't take it too serious - not many do Read between the lines and you'll find the truth Read all about it, read all about it - news of the world |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Your precious love - that means so much
will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so I can't help myself Like a hungry child - I just help myself And when I'm all full up - I go out to play But I don't mean to bleed you dry Or take you over for the rest of your life It's just that I need something solid in mine Lonely as the moors on a winter's morning Quiet as the sea on a good calm night In your tranquil shadow - I try and follow I hear your distant show clicks To the midnight beat - I feel trapped in sorrow In this imagery But that's how I am and why I need you so |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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' 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. '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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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought an A to Z guide book Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs But when you ask in a strange town They say don't know, don't care And I've got to go, mate They worry themselves about feeling low They worry themselves about the dreadful snow They all ignore me 'cause they don't know I'm really a spaceman from those UFOs You've got to move in a straight line You've got to walk and talk in four four time You can't be weird in a strange town You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners You've got to wear the right clothes Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose You can't be nice in a strange town 'Cause we don't know, don't care And we got to go, man Rush my money to the record shops I stop off in a back street Buy myself a snort We got our own manifesto Be kind to queers And I'm so glad the revolution's here It's nice and warm now! I've finished with clubs where the music's loud 'Cause I don't see a face in a single crowd There's no one there I look in the mirror But I can't be seen Just a thin, clean layer of Mister Sheen Looking back at me Oh, oh Found myself in a strange town Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought an A to Z guide book Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs They say don't know, don't care And I've got to go, mate They worry themselves about feeling low They worry themselves about the dreadful snow They all ignore me 'cause they don't know I'm really a spaceman from those UFOs Strange town Break it up Burn it down, shake it up Break it up |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
A police car and a screamin' siren
Pneumatic drill and ripped-up concrete A baby wailing, a stray dog howling The screech of brakes and lamplight 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-splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat Lights going out and a kick in the balls I say that's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah 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 with damp on the walls I say that's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la La la la la la 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 telly and thinking 'bout your holidays That's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away That's entertainment That's entertainment Two lovers kissing masks a scream of midnight Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude Getting a cab and travelling on buses Reading the grafitti about slashed-seat affairs I say that's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
In your white lace and your wedding bells
You look the picture of contented new wealth But from the on-looking fool who believed your lies I wish this grave would open up and swallow me alive For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows When the wheel of fortune broke, you fell to me Out of grey skies to change my misery The vacant spot, your beating heart took its place But now I watch smoke leave my lips and fill an empty room For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows The bitterest pill is mine to take If I took if for a hundred years, I couldn't feel anymore ill Now autumn's breeze blows summer's leaves through my life Twisted and broken dawn, no days with sunlight The dying spark, you left your mark on me The promise of your kiss, but with someone else For the bitterest pill is mine to swallow The love I gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows The bitterest pill is mine to take If I took if for a hundred years, I couldn't feel anymore ill! |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
I sat alone with the dreams of children
Weeping willows and tall dark building, I've caught a fashion from the dreams of children But woke up sweating from this modern nightmare, and I was alone, no one was there I caught a glimpse from the dreams of children I got a feeling of optimism But woke up to a grey and lonely picture The streets below left me feeling dirty, and I was alone, no one was there I was alone, no one was there Something's gonna crack on your dreams tonight... You will crack on your dreams tonight I fell in love with the dreams of children I saw a vision of all the happy days I've caught a fashion from the dreams of children But woke up sweating from this modern nightmare, and I was alone, no one was there I was alone, no one was there Something's gonna crack on your dreams tonight... You will crack on your dreams tonight You will choke on your dreams tonight |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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? Hello-Hurray - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-Hurray - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles, 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 Hello-Hurray - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-Hurray - an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles, 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. Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles! Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles! |
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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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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from The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
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 The Jam - Compact Snap! (1984)
Life is timeless, days are long when you're young
You used to fall in love with everyone Any guitar and any bass drum Life is a drink and you get drunk when you're young Life is new and there's things to be done You can't wait to be grown up Acceptance into the capital world You pull on some weed, then you pull on someone when you're young But you find out life isn't like that It's so hard to comprehend Why you set up your dreams to have them smashed in the end But you don't mind you've got time on your side And they're never gonna make you stand in line You're just waiting for the right time You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young You swear you're never ever gonna work for someone No corporations for the new age sons Tears of rage roll down your face But still you say "it's fun" And you find out life isn't like that It's so hard to understand Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam It's got you in its grip before you're born It's done with the use of a dice and a board They let you think you're king but you're really a pawn You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young You used to fall in love with everyone Any guitar and any bass drum |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Where the streets are pave with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones Fear and hate linger in the air A strictly no-go deadly zone I don't know what I'm doing here 'cause it's not my scene at all There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street They've called in the Army, they've called in the police I'm stranded on the vortex floor My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour Through the haze I can see my girl Fifteen geezers got her pinned to the door There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City Now it's spreading through the country Law and order takes a turn for the worst, In the shape of a size 10 boot Rape and murder throughout the land, and they tell me that you're still a free man Well if this is freedom I don't understand 'cause it seems like madness to me. 'A' bomb in Wardour Street. Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb! A Philistine nation, of degradation, And hate and war. There must be more. It's Doctor Martin's A P O C A L Y P S E Apocalypse! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Feel is a word I can't explain
At least not in words that are plain Make it easy to express But I'll try to do my best To hit you where it counts I just want to build up A solid bond in your heart (Yeah) A solid bond in your heart (Aha) I'm fuelled by the idea That this world was made to share But it never seems to work out And all we seem to share Is doubt and misery Please let me try to build A solid bond in your heart heart Aah, I just want to build up A solid bond in your heart heart It's what's missing from this life And the trust you need to ignite Any dream worth holding dear When that dream is so near You gotta try and try to get it back Push it to the limit and build A solid bond in your heart |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
In echoed steps I walked across an empty dream I looked across this world, there was no one to be seen This empty feeling turned and quietly walked away I saw no warmth in life - no love was in my eyes I stared a century thinking this will never change As I hesitated, time rushed onwards without me Too scared to break the spell too small to take a fall But the Absolute luck is - love is in our hearts! I lost some hours thinking of it I need the strength to go and get what I want I lost a lifetime thinking of it an' lost an era daydreaming like I do In echoed steps you walk across an empty dream But look around this world, there's millions to be seen Come see the tyrants panic see their crumbling empires fall Then tell 'em we don't fight for fools - 'cos love is in our hearts! I lost some hours thinking of it I need the strength to go and get what I want I lost a lifetime thinking of it an' lost an era daydreaming like I do You can lose some hours thinking of it You need the strength to go and get what I want You can lose a lifetime thinking of it And lose an era daydreaming like I do |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Oi! All over the country (We want a new direction) I said all over this land (We need a reaction) Well there should be a youth explosion (Inflate creation) But something we can command What's the point in saying destroy I want a new life for everywhere We want a direction (All over the country) I want a direction (All over this land) Because this is your last chance You can't dismiss what is gone before But there's foundations for us to explore I said - All around the world I've been looking for new - Youth explosion! A new direction - We want a reaction - Inflate creation - Looking for new! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Seen you before, I know your sort, You think the world awaits your every breath You'll be my friend, or so you say You'll help me out when the time comes And all the time we're getting rich, You hang around to help me out But when we're skint, Oh God Forbid! You drop us like hot bricks Artistic Freedom. Do what you want. But just make sure that the money ain't gone I'll tell you what, I got you sussed You'll waste my time, when my time comes. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Anything that you wanna do, anyplace that you wanna go Don't need permission for everything that you want Any taste that you feel is right Wear any clothes just as long as they're bright Say what you want, 'cos this is a new art school Do what you want if it takes your mind Better do it now, 'cos you won't have time And never worry if people laugh at you The fools only laugh 'cos they envy you Time is motion and the hands are fast Young words are mumbled, they don't always last It's up to us to be sure they understand Who makes the rules that make people select Who is to judge that your ways are correct The media as watchdog is absolute shit The TV telling you what to think Anything that you wanna do, anyplace that you wanna go Don't need permission for everything that you want Any taste that you feel is right Wear any clothes just as long as they're brightSay what you want, 'cos this is a new art school Do what you want, 'cos this is the new art school |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 |
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Batman
Batman Batman, Batman, Batman Batman Batman Batman, Batman, Batman Batman Batman Batman, Batman, Batman Ba la la la la la la la la la la la la la Batman Batman Batman Batman Batman Batman Batman |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 it's not you moaning, then it's someone else
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get If it's not you crying, then it's probably me You're a little dog messing up my tree Billy Hunt is a magical world Full of strippers and long legged girls Clark Kent's got nothing on me I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt I remember the first day at my job I didn't get on too well with the foreman, Bob Do this, do that, don't even stop for a cough He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F. No one pushes Billy Hunt around Well they do, but not for long 'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt I could be a Superman Satisfy any whim that I wanted to I could be a human machine I could show Steve Austin a thing or two If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else Jumping down my throat, every chance you get If it's not you crying, then it's probably me You're a little dog messing up my tree No one pushes Billy Hunt around Well they do, but not for long 'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt Look out Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else, Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, If it's not you crying, then it's probably me You're a little dog messing up my tree - Billy Hunt is a magical world, Full of strippers and long legged girls Clark Kent's got nothing on me, I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt I remember the first day at my job, I didn't get on to well with the foreman, Bob Do this. Do that. Don't even stop for a cough. He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F. No one pushes Billy Hunt around, Well they do, but not for long 'cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms the whole world's gonna wish it weren't born - billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt I could be a Superman Satisfy any whim that I wanted to, I could be a Human machine I could show Steve Austin a thing or two - If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else, Jumping down my throat, every chance you get, If it's not you crying, then it's probably me You're a little dog messing up my tree - No one pushes Billy Hunt around, Well they do, but not for long 'cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms the whole world's gonna wish it weren't born - Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt, billy hunt, billy, billy, billy billy hunt look out billy, billy hunt, billy, billy hunt, billy, billy hunt billy, billy hunt, billy, billy hunt, billy, billy hunt |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
See me walking around i'm the boy about town that you heard of See me walking the streets i'm on top of the world that you heard Oh like paper caught in wind I glide upstreet, I glide downstreet Oh and it won't let you go Till you finally come to rest or someone picks you up Upstreet downstreet and puts you in the bin See me walking around i'm the boy about town that you heard of See me walking the streets i'm on top of the world that you heard Oh i'm sitting watching rainbows And watching the people go crazy Oh please leave me aside I want to be a, I want to be, I want to live in, Upstreet downstreet like paper caught in wind Upstreet downstreet it won't let you go Na na na nah, na na na nah Na na na na na na nah Na na na nah, na na na nah There's more than you can hope for in this world |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Bricks and mortar, reflecting social change, Cracks in the pavement, reveal cravings for success Why do we try to hide our past By pulling down houses and build car parks Windows and mirrors like a two-way glass This is progress, nothing stands in its path Yellow bulldozers, the donkey jackets and J.C.B.'s While hundreds are homeless they're constructing a parking space Why do they have to knock them down And leave the site dormant for months on end? Who has the right to make that choice? A man whose home has cost forty grand Tell me! Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar Knock 'em down! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Dear, How are things in your little world, I hope they're going well and you are too. Do you still see the same old crowd, the ones who used to meet every Friday. I'm really sorry that I can't be there but work comes first, I'm sure you'll understand. Things are really taking off for me business is thriving and I'm showing a profit and. And in any case it wouldn't be the same, 'cause we've all grown up and we've got our lives and the values that we had once upon a time, seem stupid now 'cause the rent must be paid and some bonds severed and others made. Now I don't want you to get me wrong, ideals are fine when you are young and I must admit we had a laugh, but that's all it was and ever will be, 'cause the Burning Sky keeps burning bright. And as long as it does (and it always will), there's no time for dreams when commerce calls. And the taxman's shouting 'cause he wants his dough and the wheels of finance won't begin to slow. And it's only us realists who are gonna come through 'cause there's only one power higher than that of truth and that's the Burning Sky. Oh and by the way I must tell you, before I sign off, that I've got a meeting next week, with the head of a big corporate I can't disclose who but I'm sure you'll know it and. And the Burning Sky - keeps burning bright. And it won't turn off til it's had enough, it's the greedy bastard who won't give up, and you're just a dreamer if you don't realize, and the sooner you do will be the better for you, then we'll all be happy and we'll all be wise and all bow down to the Burning Sky. Then we'll all be happy and we'll all be wise and together we will live beneath the Burning Sky. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Picked you up and let you down and
I never said a word - But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl Mess you 'round and upset you I hurt you most of all - But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl Fun lasts for seconds, love lasts for days but But you can't have both - And I'm different now but I'm glad that you're my girl Because I know I done some things That I should never have done But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Take a look at the great street
It don't seem the same Remember how great it should be Shops are full of fashion People told what they want The street that was a part of the British Monarchy British Monarchy Who wants cafgans and all that We don't need them now Why should we accept the change And buy clothes of today Kids repel the change and Bring back the street Shops filled by whole nations Carnaby Street Carnaby Street The street is a mirror For our country Reflects the rise and fall Of our nation The street that was a legend Is a mockery A part of the British tradition Gone down the drain You don't need no glass ball To see it's faults Take a walk along that street And you'll see what I mean Carnaby Street Carnaby Street (not what it used to be) Carnaby Street (not what it used to be) |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 He is so gay and fancy free And I wish I could have all he has 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 breed |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 He is so gay and fancy free And I wish I could have all he has 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 breed |
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I used to know everything about you
But today when I tried to point you out to one of my friends I picked the wrong girl again Can't see you in the crowd anymore I think it's you but I can't be sure You're wearing disguises Occasionally a girl suprises me when she turns out to be you Wearing disguises I don't think you want me to see you ever again Yesterday I saw you dressed as a flower bed Last week you had a wig on your head Mis-directed traffic in the street And your shoes were too big for your feet You're wearing disguises Occasionally a girl suprises me when she turns out to be you Wearing disguises I used to know everything about you But today when I tried to point you out to one of my friends I picked the wrong girl again Can't see you in the crowd anymore I think it's you but I can't be sure You're wearing disguises Occasionally a girl suprises me when she turns out to be you Wearing disguises |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
A boy I know is sick in his head
At least that's what the doctors say he is Shut in his room for hours on end Looks like he's forgotten, but is he His mind it ticks, more than you know One day something in his head will click Warders fill him full of lies, he fights he knows They'll never convince him that he's mad! At breakfast he is strapped in a chair (won't go far) Just a word out of place, he's sent to his room Don't tell them you're sane They'll laugh and put you to sleep Don't tell them you're sane, but you are Tell me what you did today, was it good What was it like and who was it with Don't think I'm prying I'd just like to know Why it is you do things so slow Take him to the doctor, see what he says I don't know why he bothers, he's in for good |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 papers 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 "Hey boy" they shout "have you got any money?" And I said "I've a little money and a take away curry, I'm on my way home to my wife. She'll be lining up the cutlery, You know she's expecting me Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork" And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I first felt a fist, and then a kick I could now smell their breath They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs And too many right wing meetings My life swam around me It took a look and drowned me in its own existence The smell of brown leather It blended in with the weather It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth It blocked all my senses Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I said I was down in the tube station at midnight The last thing that I saw As I lay there on the floor Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday - Do it today!" I glanced back on my life And thought about my wife 'Cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me And I'm down in the tube station at midnight The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold I'm down in the tube station at midnight Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Streets I ran - this whole town -
Backstreets and all - I wanted to leave there. But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued, I just couldn't move there. I saw the hate and lots of people I heard my name called above the noise I tried to speak but my tongue was tied Bumped into emptiness and started to cry - oh no I saw the lights and the pretty girls And I thought to myself what a pretty world, But there's something else here that puts me off. And I'm so scared dear, my love comes in frozen packs, Bought in a supermarket. Streets I ran, through wind and rain, Around this place amongst streaming sunshine. Scared I was, sweating now. Feeling of doom, my bowels turned to water. I felt hot breath whisper in my ear, I looked for somewhere to hide but everywhere's closed. I shut my eyes pretend not to be here, This feeling's much to real to ever disappear - oh no. I saw the lights and the pretty girls And I thought to myself what a pretty world, But there's something else here that puts me off. And I'm so scared dear, their hate comes in frozen packs, Bought in a supermarket. And I'm so scared dear - My love comes in frozen packs |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Streets I ran - this whole town -
Backstreets and all - I wanted to leave there. But no matter how fast I ran, my feet were glued, I just couldn't move there. I saw the hate and lots of people I heard my name called above the noise I tried to speak but my tongue was tied Bumped into emptiness and started to cry - oh no I saw the lights and the pretty girls And I thought to myself what a pretty world, But there's something else here that puts me off. And I'm so scared dear, my love comes in frozen packs, Bought in a supermarket. Streets I ran, through wind and rain, Around this place amongst streaming sunshine. Scared I was, sweating now. Feeling of doom, my bowels turned to water. I felt hot breath whisper in my ear, I looked for somewhere to hide but everywhere's closed. I shut my eyes pretend not to be here, This feeling's much to real to ever disappear - oh no. I saw the lights and the pretty girls And I thought to myself what a pretty world, But there's something else here that puts me off. And I'm so scared dear, their hate comes in frozen packs, Bought in a supermarket. And I'm so scared dear - My love comes in frozen packs |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
No matter where I roam I will ""RETURN"" 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 ""RETURN"" 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 No matter where I roam I will come back 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 go I will return to my English Rose For no bonds, nothing and no-one can ever keep me from she |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
The way that sunlight flits across your skirt, makes me feel I'm from another world, To touch your face in the morning light. I hope you're always gonna be around. The times I struggle to understand why, The ancient proverbs like Who am I? Why am I here and What have I done? I see the answer's place my trust in you Trust in you love, be with me then, That's when I want you, that's when I need you the most. I want us to be like Peter Pan But dreams it seems are weightless as sand, And man's supposedly is made of sand It seems that man cannot survive at all Let's disappear love, let's fly away Into the demi-monde, into the twilight zone The times inside I spent screaming at you Release me please from this mortal jail One shrug or smile can determine my fate, I'm lost for days and have myself to blame Something I'm giving, is yours for the taking, Something like sunlight, Love is a spotlight Love is all sorrow, still I'll meet you tomorrow |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Down in amongst the streets tonight
Books will burn, people laugh and cry in their turmoil (turmoil turns rejoiceful) Shed your fears and lose your guilt Tonight we burn responsibility in the fire We'll watch the flames grow higher! But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home And as I was standing by the edge I could see the faces of those led pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) Their mad eyes buldged their flushed faces said The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger We feast on flesh and drink on blood Live by fear and dispise love in a crises (what with today's high prices) Bring some paper and bring some wood Bring what's left of all your love for the fire We'll watch the flames grow higher! But if you get too burnt - you can't come back home And as I was standing by the edge I could see the faces of those led pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) Their mad eyes buldged their flushed faces said The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger In the funeral pyre We'll watch the flames grow higher But if you get too burnt - you can't come back home (well I feel so old, when I feel so young well I just can't grow up to meet the demands) |
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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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back Her voice is smooth but the tone is bland She's telling me this and she's telling me that She talks about me and I must agree With what she says about me About how nice I can be But it makes no difference to my mind Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back She knows all my details - she's got my facts She tells me my height and she knows my weight She knows my age and says she's knows fate And I must say - it's logical What foresight she must have I've got to meet her whenever I get time Says she knows everything about me Every word I've ever said Every book I've ever read She told me that we met along time ago I can't think when but she should know Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back Knows where I get my shirts and where I get my pants Where I get my trousers where I get socks My leg measurements and the size of my cock And I must say it's un-nerving To think that she knows me Knows me so well - better than anyone Better than myself Says she knows everything about me Every record I've listened to Every window that I've looked through She told me that we met along time ago I can't think when but she should know Girl on the phone keeps a-ringing back She's telling me this and she's telling me that |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Thought that I would forget you?
Heaven knows that's not my style. And that I would let you... Walk away without at least goodbye. You shouldn't let those feelings fool you. You shouldn't let those feelings get you down. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together.. happy together. Thought that I was a devil? But I'm an angel waiting for my wings. And I was out to hurt you? But I've no wish to ever cause you pain. Cause there's enough in this world of sorrow. I've no wish to add some more to it. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together.. happy together. I don't hear a symphony all I hear is the beating of... what I'm trying to say is you're my only. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together now. Feeling you close to me baby. Happy till the end of time. We're happy together.. happy together NOW. |
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Whenever I'm with you Something inside starts burning Snd my hearts filled with fire Stop this - it's got a hold on me I said this ain't the way it's supposed to be It's like a heatwave burning in my heart I can't keep from crying Tearing me apart Whenever she calls my name Sounds so soft sweet and plain Right then, right there I feel this burning pain This high blood pressure's got a hold on me I said this ain't the way love's supposed to be Whenever I'm with you Something inside starts burning And my hearts filled with fire Something's got me amazed Don't know what to do My head's in a haze |
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If we tell you that you've got two days to live
Then don't complain, 'cos that's one more than you'd get in Zaire So don't hang around and be foolish Do something constructive with your weekend From Monday morning I work for Friday nights Collect my wages, then try to paint on the smell of soap 'Cause tonight I get ready early Score what I need and go pick a girl up It seems like ages since we had some fun Here comes the weekend - I get to see the girls Long live the weekend, the weekend is here (The weekend starts here) Everything feels right now I know why I'm alive now Everything else is a lie now Now I know why I'm here Here comes the weekend I'm gonna do my head Long live the weekend The weekend is dead |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Saw a girl that I used to know I was deep in thought at the time Don't recognise the face at first 'Cause I was probably looking at mine Well she was the only girl I've ever loved But my folks didn't dig her so much I was young It was serious To me she was the world (she was my world now) I thought I'd never live without her, But I got by in time Well let me tell you now, Saw a guy that I used to know Man he'd changed so much I think it hurt him to say 'hello', 'Cause he hardly opened his mouth Yeah well he was my best friend a few years ago Truly inseperable We were young and full of ideals We were gonna rule this whole world But something happened I didn't know why But that's the way that it goes. I suppose, What you say - what you do Don't mean nothing, nothing at all And all the bonds you make between ya Can be broken any time you want now Please tell me if my philosophy's wrong I've got to know the truth I don't mean to offend anyone but, You know it's something that I do, oh- So nice to see you tonight, And I'm so glad that you came Some of the people standing outside, say Sure feel the same Yeah my point is in a round about way Given time he'll always forget 'Cos the memories That are shouting me on To me everything (you're everything now) And it always will be mine, yeah And no one can take them away |
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Knew the time to leave had come when you pointed out your ring Never could see what was in this matrimony thing Baby, baby, baby you sure made a noise when I left And your father started shouting lest you ironed my shirts 'fore I left Would've liked to explain first but it was a split decision thing Couldn't see me settling down with a mortgage and a kid Now I hear you've been looking for me Combing every single inch You'll probably find me in Hyde Park Try the hotel first then a bench Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address I didn't mean to make you cry but I know it's for the best Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best No one's gonna tie me down Nobody tell me what to do Don't you see I've got to be free Sorry baby that's the way it is - get with me I said maybe! I didn't mean to break your heart and I know it's not your choice Better think of it this way, there's other fools to entice That's right! Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address I didn't mean to make you cry but I know it's for the best Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address I didn't mean to make you cry but I'm sure it's for the best Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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're sick of that kind of 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 still 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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
When I'm in the crowd, I don't see anything
My mind goes a blank, in the humid sunshine when I'm in the crowd I don't see anything I fall into a trance, at the supermarket the noise flows me along, as I catch falling cans of baked beans on toast, technology is the most. and everyone seems just like me, they struggle hard to set themselves free and they're waiting for the change When I'm in the crowd, I can't remember my name and my only link is a pint of Wall's ice cream when I'm in the crowd - I don't see anything Sometimes I think that it's a plot, an equilibrium melting pot The government sponsors underhand When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd And everyone seems that they're acting a dream 'cause they're just not thinking about each other and they're taking orders, which are media spawned and they should know better, now you have been warned and don't forget you saw it here first When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd And life just simply moves along in simple houses, simple jobs and no one's wanting for the change When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd When I'm in the crowd |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour
That's when my love comes tumbling down I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when there's no one else around I'm gonna take you, gonna hold you Do all the things I told ya Midnight hour, oh baby I'm gonna wait 'til the stars come out And see the sweet look in your eyes I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when my love begins to shine Well you're the only girl I know Who really loves me so Midnight hour, oh yeah I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when my love comes tumbling down I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when there's no one else around I'm gonna take you, gonna hold you Do all the things I told ya Midnight hour, oh baby Yes I am |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
In the street today
Murder on the terraces And fools in high places It's all so sickening And we're so satisfied In the street tonight Hate on every pavement Paranoia on shop doorways The kids want some action And who can fucking blame them now It's all so sickening And we're so satisfied |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
All we seem to do is talk about it we always end up shouting about it there was a time we could overcome it But it's too late to say we'll just forget it It's too bad that we had to break up and too much said for us to every make up I could get by if I could just forget you but things remind me and I feel so sad now I could say I'm sorry but it's not the point is it? you want to play your games and you don't mind if I get hurt Same old feeling everytime I see you and every avenue I walk I'm behind you your back is turned and your eyes are closed girl you move in circles that are out of my reach now |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
All we seem to do is talk about it
we always end up shouting about it there was a time when we could overcome it But it's too late to say we'll just forget it It's too bad that we had to break up and too much said for us to ever make up I could get by if I could just forget you but things remind me and I feel so sad now Same old feeling everytime I see you and every avenue I walk I'm behind you your back is turned and your eyes are closed girl you move in circles that are out of my reach now I could say I'm sorry but it's not the point is it? you want to play your games and you don't mind if I get high! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Looking from a hilltop
Watching from a lighthouse, just dreaming Up here I can see the world Sometimes it don't look nice But that's OK Life from a window I'm just taking in the view Life from a window Observing everything around you Staring at a grey sky Trying to paint it blue Teenage blue Life from a window I'm just taking in the view Life from a window Watching everyone around you Some people that you see around you Tell you how devoted they are They tell you something new on Sunday, but come Monday They've changed their minds I'm looking from a skyscraper I'm standing on the post office tower So I can see All there is to see Life from a window I'm taking in the view Life from a window Watching everything around you I'm looking from a skyscraper I'm standing on the post pffice tower So I can see All there is to see |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Its funny how you never knew what my name was, Our only contact was a form for the election. These days I find that you don't listen, These days I find that we're out of touch, These days I find that I'm too busy, So why the attention now you want my assistance - What have you done for me. You've gone and got yourself in trouble, No you want me to help you out. These days I find that I can't be bothered, These days I find that its all too much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I come - war games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30. Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives, You're one of us and we love you for that. Think of honour, Queen and country, You're a blessed son of the British Empire, God's on our side and so is Washington. Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers. Come on outside - I'll sing you a lullaby, Or tell a tale of how goodness prevailed. We ruled the world - we killed and robbed, The fucking lot - but we don't feel bad. It was done beneath the flag of democracy, You'll believe and I do - yes I do - yes I do - yes I do - These days I find that I can't be bothered, To argue withthem well what's the point, Better to take your shots and drop down dead, then they send you home in a pine overcoat With a letter to your mum Saying find enclosed one son - one medal and a note - to say he won. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Do you know what you're looking for?
Streets of gold, fame and fortune? You didn't fancy working in a factory But your mum and dad didn't agree You slept on Waterloo station at first But now you've moved to a posher squat You wonder where your next meal will come from Still it's better than living at home You're looking tired 'cause it's been three weeks Since you changed your clothes or washed your feet But you're learning fast all the time How to cadge cigarettes and pills I don't condemn what you done I know what it is to be young You're only searching for today To see the answers about yesterday And I hope you find |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
London traffic (state of confusion)
London traffic (blocking the streets) London traffic (going nowhere) London traffic (polluting the air) Drive round London in a car Don't really want to go far So many cars fill the streets Wonder why we bother at all London traffic is a problem London traffic too many cars One way systems look very neat Coloured signs direct the streets No one knows the answer No one seems to care Take a look at our city Take the traffic elsewhere Leave the city free from traffic Give the place a chance to survive Dirt and filth cover London Give it a chance to breath again |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop Serves his last then he says goodbye to him He knows it is a hard life But its nice to be your own boss really Walks off home does the last customer He is jealous of the man in the corner shop He is |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Rainclouds came and stole my thunder -
Left me barren like a desert But a sunshine girl like you It's worth going through - I will never be embarrassed about love again - Tortured winds that blew me over - When I start to think that I'm something special They tell me that I'm not - And they're right and I'm glad and I'm not - I will never be embarrassed about that again. Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday, Oh baby will I see you again Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Hush now child and dont you cry Your folks might understand you by and by Move on up towards your destination You may find from time to time Complications Bight your lip and take a trip Though there may be wet road ahead You cannot slip So move on up and |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Daylights dawns, you wake up and yawn - Mr. Clean A piece of toast from the one you love most - and you leave You catch a 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 grime - 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 really proud of you - Mr. Clean - etc. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Power, Pop! Read about the things that happen throughout the world Don't believe in everything you see or hear The neighbours talk day in day out about the goings on They tell us what they want - they don't give an inch Look at the pictures taken by the |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Non-stop dancing, truly out on the floor Non-stop moving, baby, baby Still you scream out for more We don't care if it rains or shines Cause everything's fine inside, when we're dancing Non-stop dancing I said, non-stop loving, with my girl by my side Everything's just cool, now baby, baby She's the sweetest thing I know I don't even mind guys trying to compete I know our love's as strong as the beat, when we're dancing Non-stop dancing People say we're wasting our time They don't seem to understand Cause when you're dancing all night long It gives you the feeling that you belong Non-stop dancing, I'm truly out of my head But I ain't sleepy, baby, baby You see the dance is my bed Things are really getting wild The kids are screaming for that James Brown style, when we're dancing Non-stop dancing |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
The streets of pleasure took you to top
But every light was red and every sign said stop I felt so confined, just like glued to this spot, oh 'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun We escaped the test and the marathon run And no one heard and these mournful cries of "Alfie!" We put a stop to that Whoa, but Alfie, I wish you'd please come back So no one's hurt - we might have made it through But now there's nothing left except the memories of you With overflowing powerful woes 'Cause there's real and fright To the top of the stairs to find poor Alfie And blood stained letters don't count for change And don't look for blame 'Cause it's a fair exchange For the last adventure I have left 'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun We escaped the test and the marathon run And no one heard and these mournful cries of "Alfie!" We put a stop to that Oh, but Alfie, I wish you'd please come back Now it's gonna be hard for me to make it through When all that's left is the memories of Nothing left except the memories of war and pain Please pity poor Alfie Poor Alfie put a stop to that Poor Alfie I wish you'd please come back Poor Alfie put a stop to that Oh, but Alfie I wish you'd please come back Poor Alfie! You'll never know how much I love you Never know how much I care 'Cause when you put your arms around me I get a fever I can hardly bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever through the daytime I get a fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I light up when you kiss me And I know you're gonna treat me right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever through the daytime I get a fever all through the night Bless my soul I love you Take me so far away Take these arms I'll never use Just believe what my words have to say You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever through the daytime I get a fever all through the night You give me fever |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Your precious love - that means so much
will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so I can't help myself Like a hungry child - I just help myself And when I'm all full up - I go out to play But I don't mean to bleed you dry Or take you over for the rest of your life It's just that I need something solid in mine Lonely as the moors on a winter's morning Quiet as the sea on a good calm night In your tranquil shadow - I try and follow I hear your distant show clicks To the midnight beat - I feel trapped in sorrow In this imagery But that's how I am and why I need you so |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Your precious love - that means so much
will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so I can't help myself Like a hungry child - I just help myself And when I'm all full up - I go out to play But I don't mean to bleed you dry Or take you over for the rest of your life It's just that I need something solid in mine Lonely as the moors on a winter's morning Quiet as the sea on a good calm night In your tranquil shadow - I try and follow I hear your distant show clicks To the midnight beat - I feel trapped in sorrow In this imagery But that's how I am and why I need you so |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Ive got a pocket full of pretty green - Im gonna put it in the fruit machine - Im gonna put it in the juke box - Its gonna play all the records in the hit parade - This is the pretty green - this is society You cant do nothing - unless its in the pocket - oh no - Ive got a pocket full of pretty green Im gonna give it to the man behind the counter Hes gonna give me food and water - Im gonna eat that and look for more - And they didnt teach me that in school - Its something that I learnt on my own - That power is measured by the pound or the fist - Its as clear as this oh - Ive got a pocket full of pretty green! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
I was hoping we'd make real progress -
But it seems we have lost the power Any tiny step of advancement Is like a raindrop falling into the ocean - We're running on the spot - always have - always will? We're just the next generation of the emotionally crippled. Though we keep piling up the building blocks The structure never seems to get any higher Because we keep kicking out the foundations And stand useless while our lives fall down. I believe in life - and I believe in love But the world in which I live in - keeps trying to prove me wrong. Out in the pastures we call society You can't see further than the bottom of your glass Only young but easily shocked You get all violent when the boat gets rocked - Just like sheep - little lambs into the slaughter Don't fully grasp what exactly is wrong - Truth is you never cared - still - You get all violent when the boat gets rocked - Intelligence should be our first weapon And stop reveling in rejection And follow yourselves, not some ageing drain brain Whose quite content to go on feeding you garbage We're running on the spot - always have - always will? We're just the next generation of the emotionally crippled. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Saturday's boys live life with insults, Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results, Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they dig it! Saturday's girls work in Tesco's and Woolworths, Wear cheap perfume 'cause its all they can afford, Go to discos they drink Babycham talk to Jan - in bingo accents. Saturdays kids play one arm bandits, they never win but that's not the point is it, Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat, How about that - far out! Their mums and dads smoke Capstan non filters, Wallpaper lives 'cause they all die of cancer, What goes on - what goes wrong. Save up their money for a holiday, To Selsey Bill or Bracklesham Bay, Think about the future - when they'll settle down, Marry the girl next door - with one on the way. These are the real creatures that time has forgot, Not given a thought - its the system - Hate the system - what's the system? Saturdays kids live in council houses, Wear v-necked shirts and baggy trousers, Drive Cortinas fur trimmed dash boards, Stains on the seats - in the back of course! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Your twisted cynicism - makes me feel sick -
Your open disgust for 'Idealistic naive' You've given up hope you're jaded and ill The trouble is your thoughts a catching disease Ooh - you need to get away - Ooh - you need a change of pace - Because you're all dried up and you don't believe You reckon I'm dreaming when I say I still feel real You say you work for yourself and its the only way But I look at you talking and to me you just scrape away - What makes once young minds get in this state, Is it age or just the social climate You're talking like some fucking hardend MP You're saying power's all! And it's power you NEED! Ooh - you need to get away - Ooh - you need a change of place - Because you've given up on hope - You're emotionless - You've no need for love it's just hate, hate, hate. But I look at you shaking and it is you - who is scraping away You who is scraping away (la puissance c'est tout, c'est la puissance dont tu as besoin) |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
I was in the pub last night
A mutual friend of ours said He'd seen you in the uniform Yeah the leather belt looks manly The black boots butch But oh what a bastard to get off Promises, promises They offer real solutions But hatred has never won for long You was so open minded But by someone blinded And now your sign says closed. Promises, promises They offer real solutions But hatred has never won for long I think we've lost our perception - I think we've lost sight of the goals we should be working for I think we've lost our reason We stumble blindly and that vision must be restored! I wish that there was something I could do about it I wish that there was some way I could try to fight it Scream and shout it - But something you said set the house ablaze! It is called indoctrination And it happens on all levels But it has nothing to do with equality It has nothing to do with democracy And though it professes to It has nothing to do with humanity It is cold, hard and mechanical. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
High town - high street connections
With clothes at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window I'm trying to pick up a friendly bargin But it's not like the adverts all make out And there's no one to greet you as a friend I dress myself for the part I smile but it just don't work Something about my face - must just be the wrong shape I better try another brand pretty quick I'm haunted by the colours and holding a reminder that I must be inadequate High town - high street connection With clothes at the top of my list |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Well come on pretty baby won't you walk with me come on pretty baby won't you talk with me come on baby give me one more chance try to save me and our romance Slow down Baby, I'm not movin'away too fast you better give me a little love, give a little love baby what I love the best So I used to walk you home baby after school carry your books home too and now you got a boyfriend down the street baby what you tryin' to do? you better slow down Babe, I'm not movin'away too fast you better give a little love, give a little love baby what I love the best So your a little lover tell the way I do come on pretty baby walk two by two I'll let you love me your so fine child the best woman I've ever had slow down Babe, I'm not movin'away too fast you better give a little love, give a little love baby what I love the best slow down slow down slow down slow down baby slow down slow down |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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' 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. '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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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' 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. '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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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
So sad about us
So sad about us Sad - never meant to break up Sad - suppose we'll never make up Sad about us So bad about us So bad about us Bad - let the music stop now Bad - suppose we can't turn back now Bad about us Apologies mean nothing when the damage is done But you can't switch off my loving Like you can't switch off the sun So sad about us So bad about us Sad - never meant to break up Sad - suppose we'll never make up Sad about us |
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