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