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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart
The difference between every day I can't think of the words to say Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart I've been in some clubs where the music's loud ‘cos I see your face in every crowd But it's not really you It's like having a cold on a summers day Something ain't right and I want you to stay You must know that Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart |
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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart
The difference between every day I can't think of the words to say Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart I've been in some clubs where the music's loud ‘cos I see your face in every crowd But it's not really you It's like having a cold on a summers day Something ain't right and I want you to stay You must know that Worlds apart, you and I, we're worlds apart |
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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)
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 - Live Jam [live] (2003)
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 - The Jam Story (2006)
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)
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day, We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe, For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless place. We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres, Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac, People have no use for - amongst the smouldering embers of yesterday. And when or if the sun shines, Lighting our once beautiful features, We'll smile but only for seconds, For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life, A brave but useless show of compassion, And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world. Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind, The old houses - the ones - left standing pre-war - The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities - councils call homes. And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen, The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs, The ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles, We'll sit and probably hold hands. And watch the rain fall - watch it - watch it - Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - Like our lives - like our lives - Just like our lives. We'll talk about the old days, When the wasteland was release when we could play, And think - without feeling guilty - Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands. Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - Like our lives - like our lives - Exactly like our lives. |
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from The Jam - Setting Sons (2005)
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day, We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe, For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless place. We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres, Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac, People have no use for - amongst the smouldering embers of yesterday. And when or if the sun shines, Lighting our once beautiful features, We'll smile but only for seconds, For to be caught smiling is to acknowledge life, A brave but useless show of compassion, And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world. Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind, The old houses - the ones - left standing pre-war - The ones overshadowed by the monolith monstrosities - councils call homes. And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen, The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs, The ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles, We'll sit and probably hold hands. And watch the rain fall - watch it - watch it - Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - Like our lives - like our lives - Just like our lives. We'll talk about the old days, When the wasteland was release when we could play, And think - without feeling guilty - Meet me later but we'll have to hold hands. Tumble and fall - tumble and falling - Like our lives - like our lives - Exactly like our lives. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Ordinary people don't get time to think
Not that it's their fault Cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work Just to make sure the food gets bought Goverments threaten you with recession Then they threaten you with war How the other side wants to take away All the things you ain't got no more Keep us divided with their greed and hate Keep you struggling to put the food on your plate. Imagine if tomorrow the workers went on strike Not just british leyland but the whole world Who would earn their profits? Who would make their bombs? You'd see the hands of oppression fumble And their systems crash to the ground And you men in uniform will have to learn the lesson too Not to turn against your own kind Whenever governments tell you to. Get the trans-global express moving And see our marvellous leaders quiver They know that if it happens Their lazy days are over The day the working people join together We'll all rest much more easy The responsibilty you must bear When it's your own future in your hands Maybe a hard one to face up to But at least you will own yourself! |
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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 Coop 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 - Live Jam [live] (2003)
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 u |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
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 Coop 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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Tonight at noon, tonight at noon
When we meet in the midnight hour, I will bring you night flowers (coloured) Like your eyes Tonight at noon, I'll touch your hand Held for a moment amongst strangers Amongst the dripping trees Country girl Walking in city squares in winter rain - Walking down muddy lanes or empty streets - Arranging a time and place to meet - Tonight at noon, you'll feel my warmth You'll feel my body inside you We'll be together for hours Time and tears - Won't wait for evermore For the time is now - And now is the time to explore Why waste the world outside When you're sure |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
To be someone must be a wonderful thing A famous footballer a rock singer or a big film star, yes I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me and I dig them And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped pool no more reporters at my beck and call no more cocaine it's only ground chalk no more taxis now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time - didn't we have a nice time Oh wasn't it such a fine time I realize I should have stuck to my guns instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons and lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's cost me a lot And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down, I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns It's really frightening without a bodyguard so I stay confined to my lonely room |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer Or a big film star, yes I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me and I dig them And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's Quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped Pool No more reporters at my beck and call No more cocaine it's only ground chalk No more taxis now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time - Didn't we have a nice time Oh wasn't it such a fine time I realize I should have stuck to my guns Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons And lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's Cost me a lot And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down, I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns It's really frightening without a bodyguard So I stay confined to my lonely room |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer Or a big film star, yes I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me and I dig them And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's Quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped Pool No more reporters at my beck and call No more cocaine it's only ground chalk No more taxis now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time - Didn't we have a nice time Oh wasn't it such a fine time I realize I should have stuck to my guns Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons And lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's Cost me a lot And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down, I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns It's really frightening without a bodyguard So I stay confined to my lonely room |
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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer Or a big film star, yes I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me and I dig them And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's Quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped Pool No more reporters at my beck and call No more cocaine it's only ground chalk No more taxis now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time - Didn't we have a nice time Oh wasn't it such a fine time I realize I should have stuck to my guns Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons And lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's Cost me a lot And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down, I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns It's really frightening without a bodyguard So I stay confined to my lonely room |
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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer Or a big film star, yes I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me and I dig them And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's Quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped Pool No more reporters at my beck and call No more cocaine it's only ground chalk No more taxis now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time - Didn't we have a nice time Oh wasn't it such a fine time I realize I should have stuck to my guns Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons And lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's Cost me a lot And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down, I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns It's really frightening without a bodyguard So I stay confined to my lonely room |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before
You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass Why don't you fuck off? And you think you've got it worked out And you think you've got it made And you trying to play the hero But you never walk home in the dark I think it's time for truth And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can And you think you've got it sussed out And you think that we're brain washed And you're trying for a police state So you can rule our body and minds What ever happend to the great empire? You bastards haved turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue And you're trying to hide it from us But you know what I mean Bring forward those six pigs We wanna see them swing sod high |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass Why don't you fuck off? And you think you've got it worked out And you think you've got it made And you trying to play the hero But you never walk home in the dark I think it's time for truth And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can And you think you've got it sussed out And you think that we're brain washed And you're trying for a police state So you can rule our body and minds What ever happend to the great empire? You bastards haved turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue And you're trying to hide it from us But you know what I mean Bring forward those six pigs We wanna see them swing sod high |
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from The Jam - In The City (2005)
Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass Why don't you fuck off? And you think you've got it worked out And you think you've got it made And you trying to play the hero But you never walk home in the dark I think it's time for truth And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can And you think you've got it sussed out And you think that we're brain washed And you're trying for a police state So you can rule our body and minds What ever happend to the great empire? You bastards haved turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue And you're trying to hide it from us But you know what I mean Bring forward those six pigs We wanna see them swing sod high |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now, We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world - No personal situations. Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for a while, we stole - the friendship that bound us together - We stole from the schools and their libraries, We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep, We stole from the drink that made us sick, We stole anything that we couldn't keep, And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything, And always be as thick as thieves. Like a perfect stranger - you came into my life, Then like the perfect lone ranger - you rode away - rode away, rode away - rode away. We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers, We stole autumn leaves and summer showers, We stole the silent wind that says you are free, We stole everything that we could see, But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everthing, Now we're no longer as thick as thieves. You came into my life - Then like a perfect stranger you walked away - walked away - walked away - walked away. Thick as thieves us - we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for awhile, we stole the friendship that bound us together. We stole the burning sun in the open sky, We stole the twinkling stars in the black night, We stole the green belt fields that made us believe, We stole everything that we could see. But something came along that changes our minds, I don't know what and I don't know why, But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time, While we watched our ideals helplessly unwind. No - we're no longer as thick as thieves - no, We're not as thick as we used to be - no, We're no longer as thick as thieves - no, We're not as thick as we used to be - no it wasn't enough - and we've gone and spoiled everything Now we're no longer as thick as thieves. |
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from The Jam - Live Jam [live] (2003)
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now, We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world - No personal situations. Thick as thieves us, wed stick together for all time, And we meant it but it turns out just for a while, We stole |
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from The Jam - Setting Sons (2005)
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now, We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world - No personal situations. Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for a while, we stole - the friendship that bound us together - We stole from the schools and their libraries, We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep, We stole from the drink that made us sick, We stole anything that we couldn't keep, And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything, And always be as thick as thieves. Like a perfect stranger - you came into my life, Then like the perfect lone ranger - you rode away - rode away, rode away - rode away. We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers, We stole autumn leaves and summer showers, We stole the silent wind that says you are free, We stole everything that we could see, But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everthing, Now we're no longer as thick as thieves. You came into my life - Then like a perfect stranger you walked away - walked away - walked away - walked away. Thick as thieves us - we'd stick together for all time, and we meant it but it turns out just for awhile, we stole the friendship that bound us together. We stole the burning sun in the open sky, We stole the twinkling stars in the black night, We stole the green belt fields that made us believe, We stole everything that we could see. But something came along that changes our minds, I don't know what and I don't know why, But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time, While we watched our ideals helplessly unwind. No - we're no longer as thick as thieves - no, We're not as thick as we used to be - no, We're no longer as thick as thieves - no, We're not as thick as we used to be - no it wasn't enough - and we've gone and spoiled everything Now we're no longer as thick as thieves. |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now
We were so close and nothing came between us and the world No personal situations Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time And we meant it but it turns out just for a while We stole the friendship that bound us together We stole from the schools and their libraries We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep We stole from the drink that made us sick We stole anything that we couldn't keep And it was enough, we didn't have to spoil anything And always be as thick as thieves Like a perfect stranger, you came into my life Then like the perfect lone ranger You rode away, rode away, rode away, rode away We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers We stole autumn leaves and summer showers We stole the silent wind that says you are free We stole everything that we could see But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everything Now we're no longer as thick as thieves You came into my life Then like a perfect stranger You walked away, walked away, walked away, walked away Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time And we meant it but it turns out just for a while We stole the friendship that bound us together We stole the burning sun in the open sky We stole the twinkling stars in the black night We stole the green belt fields that made us believe We stole everything that we could see But something came along that changed our minds I don't know what and I don't know why But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time While we watched our ideals helplessly unwind No, we're no longer as thick as thieves - no We're not as thick as we used to be, no We're no longer as thick as thieves, no We're not as thick as we used to be No it wasn't enough And we've gone and spoiled everything Now we're no longer as thick as thieves |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Letting loose the lunatics - wasn't the greatest of ideas
Giving them plans and money to squander - Should have been the worst of our fears The dream life luxury living was a pleasant No. 10 whim, But somewhere down the line of production They left out human beings They were gonna build communities It was going to be pie in the sky - But the piss stench hallways and broken down lifts Say the planners dream went wrong If people were made to live in boxes God would have given them string To tie around their selves at bed time And stop their dreams falling through the ceiling And the public school boy computers - Keep spewing out our future - The house in the country designs the 14th floor Old Mrs. Smith don't get out much more - Coitus interruptus 'cause of next doors rows Your washing gets nicked when the lights go out - Baby's scream in the nightmare throng But planners just get embarrassed when their plans GO WRONG! |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
The place I love is a million miles away, it's too far for the eye to see Still it's me at least, and you can't come there No one is allowed at all Only animals that love, will always, only, ever could be And it's always at the back of my mind. The place I love is overgrown now With beautiful moss and colourful flowers And goldfish that swim in a pool, there's a small brick wall With neon lighting controlled by lightning I'm making a stand against the world There's those who would hurt us if they heard. And its always in the back of my mind The place I love is no where near here, Not within a mile of those trendy do's, Where dogsbodies pick you up, and graciously give you a lift, With cherished thoughts and bitterness. I'm making a stand against the world, There's those who would hurt us if they heard And that's always in the back of my mind |
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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
The place I love is a million miles away,
it's too far for the eye to see Still it's me at least, and you can't come there No one is allowed at all Only animals that love, will always, only, ever could be Still it's always at the back of my mind. The place I love is overgrown now With beautiful moss and colourful flowers And goldfish that swim in a pool, there's a small brick wall With neon lighting controlled by lightning I'm making a stand against the world There's those who would hurt us if they heard. And its always in the back of my mind The place I love is no where near here, Not within a yard of those trendy do's, Where dogsbodies pick you up, and graciously give you a lift, With cherished thoughts and bitterness. I'm making a stand against the world, There's those who would hurt us if they heard And it's always in the back of my mind |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
it's right for the night,
thousands of lights, show us the way. me and my mates, will have a good time in the amusement acrade. unpack your bags, we're here at last for the birds that play ball This is it! it's what it's all about! we worked all week for this, let's go Go to the pub, dance for a while have a drink or so please ourselves, do what we want tonight's ours to have fun The night will soon be gone it goes too fast, let's not waste time no need to worry ourselves, now The night, the night of our week one night we remember it well no one can take it away no one can deny us the night the night one night Hear the sea come tumblling in freezing us all feeling the breeze beating the pier as we try and sleep it feels so secure along with the sea I mean what a pity our weekend's gone the sea remains but that's all we had a good time while we were here Goodnight |
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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
it's right for the night,
thousands of lights, show us the way. me and my mates, will have a good time in the amusement acrade. unpack your bags, we're here at last for the birds that play ball This is it! it's what it's all about! we worked all week for this, let's go Go to the pub, dance for a while have a drink or so please ourselves, do what we want tonight's ours to have fun The night will soon be gone it goes too fast, let's not waste time no need to worry ourselves, now The night, the night of our week one night we remember it well no one can take it away no one can deny us the night the night one night Hear the sea come tumblling in freezing us all feeling the breeze beating the pier as we try and sleep it feels so secure along with the sea I mean what a pity our weekend's gone the sea remains but that's all we had a good time while we were here Goodnight |
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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 - Live Jam [live] (2003)
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 - The Jam Story (2006)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
I think we must have all gone mad
Maybe right turned over They promise us the earth Instead we've got the great depression Now you're free and easy with the base You blame your brothers and sisters And neurotics say sod the rest It's the new dissention Into the abyss By pushing forwards It's always down It's a desperate war You're trying to blow yourselves up You don't care who you stand... with the help about Hey heywell that's not the way No sense or reason in your fussing and fighting And your violent obsession Who's ever really left feeling fine After the great depression? No sense of purpose in the competion Keeping up with the Jones's You buy a house, You buy a car You buy a marriage and a bed of roses Into the abyss By pushing forwards It's always down It's a desperate war You're trying to blow yourselves up You don't care who you stand ... with the help about Hey hey well That's not the way |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Move
Move I've got the gift of life Can't you see it in the twinkle of my eye I can't stand up and I can't sit down I gotta keep movin' I gotta keep movin' All the time that gets wasted hating Why don't you move together and make your heart Feel better Groove Groove To the beat of this drum Feel it in the wind and the warmth of the sun Don't sit down and don't stand up Keep on movin' Keep on movin' Think of the future and make it grow Why don't you move together an' make your heart Feel better Take a pinch of white and pinch of black Mix it together and make a movin' flavour - Take a pinch of white and pinch of black Tell you move together an' make your heart feel Better - Move Move We got the gift of life Go and shout it from your roof mountain top Give it to me once and give it to me twice We gotta keep movin' We gotta keep movin' |
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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 - Live Jam [live] (2003)
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-hurrah - what a nice day - for the Eton Rifles, Hello-hurrah - I hope rain stops play - with the Eton Rifles. Thought you were clever when you lift 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-hurrah - cheers then mate - it's the Eton Rifles, Hello-hurrah - an extremist scrape - with the Eton Rifles. What a catalyst you turned out to be, Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea, Left me standing - like a guilty schoolboy. 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'll be back next week. Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the Eton Rifles, Hello-hurrah - I'd prefer the plague - to the Eton Rifles. Hello-hurrah - there's a price to pay - to the Eton Rifles, Hello-hurrah - I'd prefer the plague - to the Eton Rifles.> |
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from The Jam - Setting Sons (2005)
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-Hurrah - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles. Hello-Hurrah - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles. Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse, Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, Composed a revolutionary symphony, Then went to bed with a charming young thing. Hello-Hurrah - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles. Hello-Hurrah - an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles. What a catalyst you turned out to be: Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea - Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy... What a catalyst you turned out to be: Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea - Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy... We came out of it naturally the worst: Beaten and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt. We were no match for their untamed wit, Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week. Hello-Hurrah - it's the price to price to pay to the Eton Rifles. Hello-Hurrah - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles. Hello-Hurrah - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles. Hello-Hurrah - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles. |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
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)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 - The Jam Story (2006)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
And life is very different, when you're in a crowd
When you're in a crowd, you see things as they really are The smell the fear and hate, generated by all around - I wanna breakaway, but the ties are too strong I wanna go on holiday, but the crowd says I can't See life is very difficult, when you're in a crowd Sometimes in the night, I wish I was faraway But then I realize, even escape will be in vain I wanna close my eyes and be like the rest I mean, nobody wants to die, although the crowd say they do Look, life is very intricate, when you're in a crowd Life becomes the movies And everyone has a role It's easy being the actors When the combine's the only star - Sunday papers And the dailies Ena Sharples Page 3 girls News at ten War in Rhodesia Far away In a distant land But we're alright We're nice and warm here No one to hurt us Except ourselves |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
So you finally got what you wanted Youve achieved your aim by making me walk in line And when you just cant get any higher You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber And the small fame that youve acquired Has brought you into cult status But to me |
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from The Jam - Live Jam [live] (2003)
So you finally got what you wanted Youve achieved your aim by making me walk in line And when you just cant get any higher You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber And the small fame that youve acquired Has brought you into cult status But to me |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
So you finally got what you wanted
You've achieved your aim by making the walking lame And when you just can't get any higher You use your senses to suss out this week's climber And the small fame that you've acquired Has brought you into cult status But to me you're still a collector There's tarts and whores but you're much more You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride It's just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you And you started looking much older And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume But to you in your little dream world You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors As you carry on 'cause it's all you know You can't light a fire You can't cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I don't care about morals 'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors There's tarts and whores but you're much more You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride It's just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you As you carry on 'cause it's all you know You can't light a fire You can't cook or sew You get from day to day by filling your head But surely you must know the appeal between your legs Has worn off And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors |
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from The Jam - 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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
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)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
A police car and a screaming siren - A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete - A baby wailing and stray dog howling - The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking - 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 - that's entertainment. Days of speed and slow time Mondays - Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday - Watching the news and not eating your tea - A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls - that's entertainment. Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning - Opening the windows and breathing in petrol - An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard - Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays - that's entertainment. Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes - Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume - A hot summers' day and sticky black tarmac - Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were faraway - that's entertainment. Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight - Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude - Getting a cab and travelling on buses - Reading the grafitti about slashed seat affairs - that's entertainment. |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields
Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart It's mixed with happiness, it's mixed with tears Both life and death are carried in this stream That open space you could run for miles Now you don't get so many to the pound True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Paradise found down by the still waters Joined in the race to the rainbow's end No fears, no worries just a golden country Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset Now life is so critical, life is too cynical We lose our innocence, we lose our very soul True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Come on and join me by the riverbank |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart It's mixed with happiness - it's mixed with tears Both life a death are carried in this stream That open space you could run for miles Now you don't get so many to the pound True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Paradise found down by the still waters Joined in the race to the rainbow's end No fears no worries just a golden country Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset Now life is so critical, life is too cynical We lose our innocence, we lose our very soul True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Come on and join me by the riverbank |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields
Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart It's mixed with happiness, it's mixed with tears Both life and death are carried in this stream That open space you could run for miles Now you don't get so many to the pound True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Paradise found down by the still waters Joined in the race to the rainbow's end No fears, no worries just a golden country Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset Now life is so critical, life is too cynical We lose our innocence, we lose our very soul True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I'll always run to True it's a dream mixed with nostalgia But it's a dream that I'll always hang on to That I always run to Won't you join me by the riverbank Come on and join me by the riverbank |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Well come on pretty baby you know what I like now You're shakin' all over and it's feeling alright now You're rockin' and rollin' and I don't know what to say But daddy's little cat's gonna rock all day Well come on pretty woman you know what I mean now The beat's just screaming right thru' your head You're shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul - I just go crazy when you rock-n-roll There you go takin' my love from me There you go takin' my love from me Drive you home my country rose now Hold you tight never let you go now Kissing and huggin' outside your door Til your pa sees and wants no more |
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from The Jam - In The City (2005)
Well come on pretty baby you know what I like now You're shakin' all over and it's feeling alright now You're rockin' and rollin' and I don't know what to say But daddy's little cat's gonna rock all day Well come on pretty woman you know what I mean now The beat's just screaming right thru' your head You're shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul - I just go crazy when you rock-n-roll There you go takin' my love from me There you go takin' my love from me Drive you home my country rose now Hold you tight never let you go now Kissing and huggin' outside your door Til your pa sees and wants no more |
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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Found myself in a strange town Though Ive only been here for three weeks now Ive 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 |
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from The Jam - Live Jam [live] (2003)
Found myself in a strange town Though Ive only been here for three weeks now Ive 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 |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Baby when I found out you were lying
Playing around and conniving Undesired tears I was crying 'Cause sugar coated as I was buying I was just a backseat driver in a car of love Going wherever you take me Don't know why I put up with the pain 'Cause no one else can make me You've got me going - stoned out of my mind And when you led me to the waters I drank it But I drank more than I could hold And you took my mind off my body And now you want to take my soul Where can I run? Where can I hide? Who can I talk to? Tell me what more can I do? You've got me going - stoned out of my mind Playing around with every guy in town It's funny I just can't put you down See my head - it's spinning around Since the day you let me down |
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from The Jam - The Jam Story (2006)
Baby when I found out you were lying
Playing around and conniving Undesired tears I was crying 'Cause sugar coated as I was buying I was just a backseat driver in a car of love Going wherever you take me Don't know why I put up with the pain 'Cause no one else can make me You've got me going - stoned out of my mind And when you led me to the waters I drank it But I drank more than I could hold And you took my mind off my body And now you want to take my soul Where can I run? Where can I hide? Who can I talk to? Tell me what more can I do? You've got me going - stoned out of my mind Playing around with every guy in town It's funny I just can't put you down See my head - it's spinning around Since the day you let me down |
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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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
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 - The Jam Story (2006)
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 - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Oh we make the standards and we make the rules
And if you don't abide by them you must be a fool We have the power to control the whole land You never must question our motives or plans - 'Cause we'll outlaw your voices, do anything we want We've nothing to fear from the nation We'll throw you out of your houses if you get too much If we have to we'll destroy your generation 'Cause we've built up a frontage and we've gained respect There's no one to endanger our position - Standards rule OK Standards rule OK Standards rule OK Standards rule OK And we don't like people who stand in our way Awareness is gonna be redundant And ignorance is strength, we have God on our side Look, you know what happend to Winston |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet
What's my name? It hurts my brain to think Sounds from the city, sound so pretty Young bands playing Young kids digging - And I dig them The USA's got the sea Yeah, but the British kid's got the streets I don't mind, the city's right Sounds from the street, sounds just fine I know I come from Woking and you say I'm a fraud But my heart's in the city, where it belongs Words from the voices Rock and roll rejoices It's something new, it's something young for a change Sounds from the street, they sound so sweet They gotta take notice Why should they stop us? We don't need them We're never gonna change a thing And the situation's rapidly decreasing But what can I do? I'm trying to be true That's more than you, at least I'm doing something |
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from The Jam - Direction Reaction Creation (1997)
Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet What's my name? It hurts my brain to think Sounds from the city, sound so pretty Young bands playing Young kids digging - And I dig them The USA's got the sea Yeah, but the British kid's got the streets I don't mind, the city's right Sounds from the street, sounds just fine I know I come from Woking and you say I'm a fraud But my heart's in the city, where it belongs Words from the voices Rock and roll rejoices It's something new, it's something young for a change Sounds from the street, they sound so sweet They gotta take notice Why should they stop us? We don't need them We're never gonna change a thing And the situation's rapidly decreasing But what can I do? I'm trying to be true That's more than you, at least I'm doing something |
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from The Jam - In The City (2005)
Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet What's my name? It hurts my brain to think Sounds from the city, sound so pretty Young bands playing Young kids digging - And I dig them The USA's got the sea Yeah, but the British kid's got the streets I don't mind, the city's right Sounds from the street, sounds just fine I know I come from Woking and you say I'm a fraud But my heart's in the city, where it belongs Words from the voices Rock and roll rejoices It's something new, it's something young for a change Sounds from the street, they sound so sweet They gotta take notice Why should they stop us? We don't need them We're never gonna change a thing And the situation's rapidly decreasing But what can I do? I'm trying to be true That's more than you, at least I'm doing something |
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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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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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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
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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from The Jam - All Mod Cons (2006)
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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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 - 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 - Live Jam [live] (2003)
Here we go again, its monday at last, Hes heading for the waterloo line, To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time, Hope it isnt late, got to be there by nine. Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, Stops off at the corner shop, to buy the times g |
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from The Jam - Setting Sons (2005)
Here we go again, it's Monday at last, He's heading for the Waterloo line, To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time, Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine. Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times 'Good Morning Smithers-Jones' 'How's the wife and home?' 'Did you get the car you've been looking for?' Let me get inside you, let me take control of you, We could have some good times, All this worry will get you down, I'll give you a new meaning to life - I don't think so. Sitting on the train, you're nearly there You're part of the production line, You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines, Get out of the pack, before they peel you back. Arrive at the office, spot on time, The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine, 'Good Morning Smithers Jones' 'The boss wants to see you alone' 'I hope its the promotion you've been looking for' 'Come in Smithers old boy' 'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet' 'I've some news to tell you' 'There's no longer a position for you' - 'Sorry Smithers Jones'. Put on the kettle and make some tea It's all a part of feeling groovie Put on your slippers turn on the TV It's all a part of feeling groovie It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss Work and work and work and work till you die There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry |
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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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