Альбом The Jam

Seen you before, I know your sort,
You think the world awaits your every breath
You'll be my friend, or so you say
You'll help me out when the time comes

And all the time we're getting rich,
You hang around to help me out

But when we're skint, Oh God Forbid!
You drop us like hot bricks

Artistic Freedom. Do what you want.
But just make sure that the money ain't gone

I'll tell you what, I got you sussed
You'll waste my time, when my time comes.

To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer
Or a big film star, yes I think I would like that

To be rich and have lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be No. 1 - and liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really dig me and I dig them
And the bread I spend - is like my fame - it's Quickly diminished

And there's no more swimming in a guitar shaped Pool
No more reporters at my beck and call
No more cocaine it's only ground chalk
No more taxis now we'll have to walk

But didn't we have a nice time -
Didn't we have a nice time
Oh wasn't it such a fine time

I realize I should have stuck to my guns
Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons
And lose myself - I know it was wrong - but it's Cost me a lot

And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down,
I'm out on me arse with the rest of the clowns
It's really frightening without a bodyguard
So I stay confined to my lonely room

Daylight dawns, you wake up and yawn - Mr. Clean
A piece of toast from the one you love most - and you leave
You catch your bus in the 8 o'clock rush,
And catch your train in the morning rain
Mr. Clean - Mr. Clean

If you see me in the street - look away
'Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me - Mr. Clean
'Cause I hate you and your wife
And if I get the chance I'll fuck up your life
Mr. Clean - Mr. Clean
IS THAT SEEN!

Surround yourself with dreams, of pretty young
girls, and anyone you want, but
please don't forget me or any of my kind
'cause I'll make you think again
When I stick your face in the grime

Getting pissed at the annual office do
Smart blue suit and you went to Cambridge too
You miss page 3, but the Times is right for you
And mum and dad are very proud of you
Mr. Clean - etc.

I am a dull and simple lad
Cannot tell water from champagne
and I have never met the Queen
And I wish I could have all he has got -
I wish I could be like David Watts
And when I lie on my pillow at night
I dream I could fight like David Watts
And lead the school team to victory
Take my exams and pass the lot

He is the head boy at the school
He is the captain of the team
His is so gay and fancy free
And I wish I could have all the money he's got
I wish I could be like David Watts

And all the girls in the neighbourhood
Try to go out with David Watts
The try their best but can't succeed
For he is of pure and noble creed

No matter where I roam,
I will return to my English rose,
For no bonds can ever tempt me from she.
I've sailed the seven seas,
I've flown the whole blue sky,
But I've returned with haste,
To where my love does lie.
No matter where I go,
I will come back to my English rose,
For nothing can ever keep me from she.
I've searched the secret mists,
I've climbed the highest peaks,
Caught the wild wind home,
To hear her soft voice speak.
No matter where I roam,
I will return to my English rose,
For no bonds can ever keep me from she.

I've been to ancient worlds,
I've scoured the whole universe,
And caught the first train home,
To be at her side.
No matter where I roam,
I will return to my English rose,
For no bonds could ever keep me from she.

When I'm in the crowd, I don't see anything
My mind goes a blank, in the humid sunshine
when I'm in the crowd I don't see anything
I fall into a trance, at the supermarket
the noise flows me along, as I catch falling cans
of baked beans on toast, technology is the most.

and everyone seems just like me,
they struggle hard to set themselves free
and they're waiting for the change

When I'm in the crowd, I can't remember my name
and my only link is a pint of Wall's ice cream
when I'm in the crowd - I don't see anything

Sometimes I think that it's a plot,
an equilibrium melting pot
The government sponsors underhand
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd

And everyone seems that they're acting a dream
'cause they're just not thinking about each other
and they're taking orders, which are media spawned
and they should know better, now you have been warned

and don't forget you saw it here first
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd

And life just simply moves along
in simple houses, simple jobs
and no one's wanting for the change
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd
When I'm in the crowd

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're a little dog messing up my tree
Billy Hunt is a magical world
Full of strippers and long legged girls
Clark Kent's got nothing on me
I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt

I remember the first day at my job
I didn't get on too well with the foreman, Bob
Do this, do that, don't even stop for a cough
He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F.

No one pushes Billy Hunt around
Well they do, but not for long
'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt

I could be a Superman
Satisfy any whim that I wanted to
I could be a human machine
I could show Steve Austin a thing or two

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're a little dog messing up my tree

No one pushes Billy Hunt around
Well they do, but not for long
'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt

Look out

Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt
Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt

All we seem to do is talk about it
we always end up shouting about it
there was a time when we could overcome it
But it's too late to say we'll just forget it
It's too bad that we had to break up
and too much said for us to ever make up
I could get by if I could just forget you
but things remind me and I feel so sad now


Same old feeling everytime I see you
and every avenue I walk I'm behind you
your back is turned and your eyes are closed girl
you move in circles that are out of my reach now

I could say I'm sorry
but it's not the point is it?
you want to play your games and
you don't mind if I get high!

The way that sunlight flits across your skirt,
makes me feel I'm from another world,
To touch your face in the morning light.
I hope you're always gonna be around.
The times I struggle to understand why,
The ancient proverbs like Who am I?
Why am I here and What have I done?
I see the answer's place my trust in you

Trust in you love, be with me then,
That's when I want you, that's when I need you the most.

I want us to be like Peter Pan
But dreams it seems are weightless as sand,
And man's supposedly is made of sand
It seems that man cannot survive at all

Let's disappear love, let's fly away
Into the demi-monde, into the twilight zone
The times inside I spent screaming at you
Release me please from this mortal jail
One shrug or smile can determine my fate,
I'm lost for days and have myself to blame

Something I'm giving, is yours for the taking,
Something like sunlight, Love is a spotlight
Love is all sorrow, still I'll meet you tomorrow
And look forward to see you, now I can't live without you

The place I love is a million miles away,
it's too far for the eye to see
Still it's me at least, and you can't come there
No one is allowed at all
Only animals that love, will always, only, ever could be
Still it's always at the back of my mind.
The place I love is overgrown now
With beautiful moss and colourful flowers
And goldfish that swim in a pool, there's a small brick wall

With neon lighting controlled by lightning
I'm making a stand against the world
There's those who would hurt us if they heard.
And its always in the back of my mind

The place I love is no where near here,
Not within a yard of those trendy do's,
Where dogsbodies pick you up, and graciously give you a lift,

With cherished thoughts and bitterness.
I'm making a stand against the world,
There's those who would hurt us if they heard
And it's always in the back of my mind

Where the streets are pave with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones
Fear and hate linger in the air
A strictly no-go deadly zone
I don't know what I'm doing here
'cause it's not my scene at all

There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street
They've called in the Army, they've called in the police

I'm stranded on the vortex floor
My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour
Through the haze I can see my girl
Fifteen geezers got her pinned to the door

There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City
Now it's spreading through the country

Law and order takes a turn for the worst,
In the shape of a size 10 boot
Rape and murder throughout the land,
and they tell me that you're still a free man
Well if this is freedom I don't understand
'cause it seems like madness to me.

'A' bomb in Wardour Street.
Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb!

A Philistine nation, of degradation,
And hate and war. There must be more.
It's Doctor Martin's A P O C A L Y P S E Apocalypse!

The distant echo -
of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them home to
the ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked
Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's papers
Mr. Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen
Smiling, beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum
Behind me
Whispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voices
Hating, waiting
"Hey boy" they shout "have you got any money?"
And I said "I've a little money and a take away curry,
I'm on my way home to my wife.
She'll be lining up the cutlery,
You know she's expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork"
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
The smell of brown leather
It blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses
Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I said I was down in the tube station at midnight

The last thing that I saw
As I lay there on the floor
Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday -
Do it today!"
I glanced back on my life
And thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight