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The Jam - Pretty Green lyrics
PRETTY GREEN (Paul Weller) I've got a pocket full of pretty green - I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine - I'm gonna put it in the juke box - It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade - This is the pretty green - this is society - You can't do nothing - unless it's in the pocket - oh no - I've got a pocket full of pretty green - I'm gonna give it to the man behind the counter - He's gonna give me food and water - I'm gonna eat that and look for more - And they didn't teach me that in school - It's something that I learnt on my own - That power is measured by the pound or the fist - It's as clear as this oh - I've got a pocket full of Pretty Green! MONDAY (Paul Weller) Rainclouds came and stole my thunder - Left me barren like a desert But a sunshine girl like you It's worth going through - I will never be embarrassed about love again. Tortured winds that blew me over - When I start to think that I'm something special They tell me that I'm not - And they're right and I'm glad and I'm not - I will never be embarrassed about that again. Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday, Oh baby will I see you again, Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday. MAN IN THE CORNER SHOP (Paul Weller) Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop Serves his last and says goodbye to him He knows it is a hard life But its nice to be your own boss really Walks off home does the last customer He is jealous of the man in the corner shop He is sick of working at the factory Says it must be nice to be your own boss (really) Sells cigars to the boss from the factory He is jealous is the man in the corner shop He is sick of struggling so hard He says - it must be nice to own a factory Go to church do the people from the area All shapes and classes sit and pray together For here they are all one For God created all men equal. SET THE HOUSE ABLAZE (Paul Weller) I was in the Pub last night When a mutual friend of ours said He'd seen you in the uniform. Yeah the leather belt looks manly The black boots butch But oh what a bastard to get off. Promises, promises They offer real solutions But hatred has never won for long. And something you said set the house ablaze You was so open minded But by someone blinded And now your sign says closed. Promises, promises They offer real solutions But hatred has never won for long. I think we've lost our perception - I think we've lost sight of the goals we should be working for I think we've lost our reason We stumble blindly and that vision must be restored! I wish that there was something I could do about it I wish that there was some way I could try to fight it Scream and shout it - It is called indoctrination And it happens on all levels But it has nothing to do with equality It has nothing to do with democracy And though it professes to It has nothing to do with humanity It is cold hard and mechanical |
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