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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Jam
The Jam
Performer
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Vocals
Bruce Foxton
Bruce Foxton
Bass Guitar
Rick Buckler
Rick Buckler
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Producer
Chris Parry
Chris Parry
Producer

Lyrics

Whatcha trying to say that You haven't tried to say before? You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gas Why don't ya fuck off? And you think, you've got it worked out? And you think, you've got it made? And you're trying to play the hero I thought 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 honor While you can And you think, you've got it sussed out? And you think, that we're brain washed, no way? And you're trying for a police state So you can rule our bodies and minds? Whatever happened to the great empire? You bastards have turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now I bet you sleep at night in 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 so high And you think you've got it worked out? And you think you've got it made? And you're trying to play the hero? But you never walk home in the dark Whatever happened to the great empire? You bastards have turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now Come on
Writer(s): Paul John Weller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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