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TAKIN' MY LOVE - Paul Weller
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




TALES FROM THE RIVERBANK - Paul Weller
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




THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT - Paul Weller
A police car and a screaming siren -
A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete -
A baby waiting 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. 




THE BITTEREST PILL - Paul Weller
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! 




THE BUTTERFLY COLLECTOR - Paul Weller
So you finally got what you wanted
You've achieved your aim by making me walk in line
And when you just can't get any higher
You use your senses to suss out this week's climber
And the small fame that you've acquired
Has brought you into cult status
But to me you're still a collector

There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride
It's just a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you

And you started looking much older
And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume
But to you in your little dream world
You're still the Queen of the butterfly collectors

As you carry on 'cause it's all you know
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off

And I don't care about morals
'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway
And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the Kings and Queens of the butterfly collectors

There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride
It's just a face on your pillowcase
That thrills you

As you carry on 'cause it's all you know
You can't light a fire
You can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head
But surely you must know the appeal between your legs
Has worn off

And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the Kings and Queens of the butterfly collectors 




THE COMBINE - Paul Weller
And life is very difficult, when you're in the crowd
When you're in the crowd, you see things as they really are
You can smell the fear and hate, generated by all around -

I wanna breakaway, but the ties are too strong
Wanna go on holiday, but the crowd says I can't

See life is very different, when you're in the crowd

Oh, 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 the crowd

Life becomes the movies
And everyone has a role
It's easy being the actor
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 - 




THE GIFT - Paul Weller
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'! 




THE GREAT DEPRESSION - Paul Weller
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 hey - well 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 




THE MODERN WORLD - Paul Weller
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 - 




THE NIGHT - Bruce Foxton
Travel the night
Thousands of lights
To show us the way
Me and my mates will have a good time
In the amusement arcade
Park the bikes
We're here at last
Pull the birds that wait for
This is it
It's what it's all about
We worked all week for this
Let's go
Go to the clubs
Dance for a while
Have a drink or so
Please ourselves
Do what we want
Tonight is 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 of that
The night
One night

Hear the sea
Come tumbling in

Hitting the shore
Feel the night breeze
Beneath the pier
As we try to sleep
It feels so secure
Alone with the sea at our feet
The sea remains but that's all
We had a good time while we were here

Good night 




THE PLACE I LOVE - Paul Weller
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.

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. 




THE PLANNERS DREAM GOES WRONG - Paul Weller
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 let 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! 




THICK AS THIEVES - Paul Weller
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.




THICK AS THIEVES (extras version)- Paul Weller
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 could keep,
And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything,
We'd 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,
And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything,
We'd always be as thick as thieves.

Like a perfect stranger
You came into my life -
Then like a perfect stranger you rode away - rode away -
rode away - rode 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,
And 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.




TIME FOR TRUTH - Paul Weller
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




TO BE SOMEONE (DIDN'T WE HAVE A NICE TIME) - Paul Weller
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




TONIGHT AT NOON - Paul Weller
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 -




TOWN CALLED MALICE - Paul Weller
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.




TRANS GLOBAL EXPRESS - Paul Weller
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!