Thursday, May 10, 2007

Paul Weller at The Brits 2006

Video: Medley with: Come On/Let's Go, The Changingman and Town Called Malice


Come On/Let's Go (lyrics)

You have never been there
Till you’ve heard the fat girl sing
Then nothing else matters
Everything just pales with in

Hanging round the corners
Shouting at the top of your voice
Sing you little fuckers
Sing like you got no choice

I believe it’s true
We are everywhere
And I feel the wind
And it feels so high

There really is no purpose
Definitely is no need
To go running round the houses
Like a racehorse on speed

I believe again
We are everything
And I feel the wind
And it gets so high

Come on
Baby let’s go
Oo come on
Baby let’s go

You say where to
I say I don’t know
I just need to run
And you need it too
And I catch your eye
And I feel the wind
And it feels so high

We’re planting up the acorns
Wondering to where they’ll lead
We’re planting up the acorns
Wondering to where they’ll seed

Come on
Baby let’s go
Yeah come on
Baby let’s go

You say where to
I say I don’t know

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The Changingman (lyrics)

Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse

I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
As I light a bitter fuse

Time is on loan - only ours to borrow
What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow

And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.

I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse

It's a bigger part -
When our instincts act
A shot in the dark -
A movement in black

And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.

I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
(I don't have a plan)
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse

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Town Called Malice (lyrics)

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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