Stanley Road

by Paul Weller

A hazy mist hung down the street
The length of its mile
As far as my eye could see
The sky so wide, the houses tall
Or so they seemed to be
So they seemed to me so small

And it gleamed in the distance
And it shone like the sun
Like silver and gold
It went on and on

The summer nights that seemed so long
Always call me back to return
As I rewrite this song
The ghosts of night, the dreams of day
Make me swirl and fall
And hold me in their sway

And it's still in the distance
And it shines like the sun
Like silver and gold
It goes on and on

The rolling stock rocked me to sleep
Amber lights flashing 'cross the street
And on the corner a dream to meet
Going on and on

Here's a New Thing

by Paul Weller

The dreaming mind is always sweet
It's wonderful and time to agree
Here's a new thing
Got to change it up
Got to let go of the past
For a new thing
For some new ground
Only change will make it last

The hardest thing is letting go
But once you do, life starts to flow
Here's a new thing
Got to change it up
Got to let go of the past
For a new thing
For some new ground
Only change will make it last

Country

by Paul Weller

I know a place not far from here
Where life's sweet perfume fills the air
And if you want I'll take you there
If you want I'll take you there

Into the light out of the dark
Where only love can heal your heart
And if you want I'll make a start
If you want I'll make a start

This place I say, half-hour away
Is that so far to go, so near?
And further on we'll find the time
And lose the discontent we feel

I feel the time we've yet to reach
Is not within our own belief
But I feel sure that time will come
If it goes on at all

I know a place not far from here
Where fresh cut grass will fill your hair
And if you want we'll lay a while there
If you want we'll lay a while there

You Do Something to Me

by Paul Weller

You do something to me
Something deep inside
I'm hanging on the wire
For a love I'll never find

You do something wonderful
Then chase it all away
Mixing my emotions
That throws me back again

Hanging on the wire
I'm waiting for the change
I'm dancing through the fire
Just to catch a flame
And feel real again

You do something to me
Somewhere deep inside
Hoping to get close to
A peace I cannot find

Dancing through the fire
Just to catch a flame
Just to get close enough
To tell you that
You do something to me
Something deep inside

Shadow of the Sun

by Paul Weller

Do you still feel the same way about it?
Like you always said you would
Or has time rewritten everything?
Like you never dreamt it could

Remember when we wanted to fly forever
On a magic carpet ride
Forever seems a long time
Cutting us down in size
No matter how hard we try

I could see all I had done
Just chasing dreams across the fields
In the shadow of the sun
I plan to have it all while I'm still young
And chase the fields across my dreams
In the shadow of the sun

Once upon a time I might have told you
But now nothing seems that plain
However much we're changing
There are some things the same
And those same things still say

I could see all I had done
Just chasing dreams across the fields
In the shadow of the sun
I plan to have it all while I'm still young
And chase the fields across my dreams
In the shadow of the sun

Hung Up

by Paul Weller

Hidden in the back seat of my head
Someplace, I can't remember where
I found it just by coincidence
And now I'm all hung up again

Just like a soldier from the past
Who won't be told it's over yet
Refusing to lay down his gun
He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won

Waiting for the moment
That will catch me by surprise
Extraordinary
Trying to cease the war inside

Foot of the Mountain

by Paul Weller

Like a dream on the ocean
Always drifting away
And I can't catch up
She just slips away
On the tide

Sometimes a great notion
Can lead us astray
So weak to devotion
So strong to desire

Won't you let me ride?
Take me up on your sailboat ride
Come on now, angels are on your side
But she slips away
Never stays

Like mercury gliding
A silver teardrop that pours
And I can't hold on
Through my fingers
She's gone

At the foot of the mountain
Such a long way to climb
How will I ever get up there?
Though I know I must try

Moon on Your Pyjamas

by Paul Weller

Was that a shooting star I saw?
It's rare for me to make a wish at all
Because I feel that I can only hope
In these dangerous times, we are barely afloat

I hope the world will heal itself
Our worn-out souls along with it
So that you'll get the chance to say
That you have seen a better day

You've got the moon on your pyjamas
And the stars in your eyes
Sweet child, you're a dream in disguise
Angels on silver strings hang from above
Let love and laughter shine wherever you go

For your new eyes I've come to see
How beautiful my life can be
And I'll keep this wish this time, I think
And blow it in with a kiss upon your head

And I hope the world will heal itself
And our worn-out souls along with it
So that you will get the chance to see
A summers blue sky behind green trees

You've got the moon on your pyjamas
And the stars in your eyes
Sweet child, you're a dream in disguise

Going Underground

by Paul Weller

Some people might say my life is in a rut
But I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more
But I'm so happy I can't see the point

Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade
And I'm so happy, and you're so kind
You want more money, of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got

I'm going underground
Well let the brass bands play
And feet start to pound
Going underground
Well let the boys all sing
And let the boys all shout for tomorrow

Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
Me, I'm too busy dodging between the flak

What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants

I'm going underground
Well let the brass bands play
And feet start to pound
Going underground
So let the boys all sing
And let the boys all shout for tomorrow

We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news, and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground

Into Tomorrow

by Paul Weller

Into the mists of time and space
Where we have no say over date and place
Don't get embarrassed if it happens a lot
That you don't know how you started
Or when you're going to stop

And if at times it seems insane
All the tears in searching
Turning all your joy to pain
In pursuit of learning
Buy a dream and hide away
Can't escape the sorrow
Your mojo will have no effect
As we head into tomorrow

Round and round like a twisted wheel
Spinning in attempt to find the feel
Find the path that will help us find
A feeling of control over lives and minds

Into the stars and always up
Drinking from a broken cup
Whose golden gleam is fading fast
Praying that it has not passed
Into tomorrow

Little Boy Soldiers

by Paul Weller

It's funny how you never knew what my name was
Our only contact was a form for the election
These days I find that I don't listen
These days I find that we're out of touch
These days I find that I'm too busy
So why the attention, now you want my assistance
What have you done for me?

You've gone and got yourself in trouble
Now you want me to help you out
These days I find that I can't be bothered
These days I find that it's all too much
To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger
But I've got no choice, so here I come
War games

I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers
Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30
Shoot, shoot, shoot, and kill the natives
You're one of us, and we love you for that
Think of honour, Queen, and Country
You're a blessed son of the British Empire
God's on our side, and so is Washington
Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers

Come on outside, I'll sing you a lullaby
Or tell a tale of how goodness prevailed
We ruled the world, we killed and robbed
The whole lot, but we don't feel bad

It was done beneath the flag of democracy
You'll believe and I do
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do
Yes I do

These days I find that I can't be bothered
To argue with them, well what's the point?
Better to take your shots and drop down dead
Then they send you home in a pine overcoat
With a letter to your mum
Saying: 'Find enclosed one son, one medal'
And a note to say 'He won'