MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
the style council - a casual affair
It?s funny how time seems to soften the blow
And only with time do I see at all
That the promises made were the start of the fall
The biggest mistake was to promise at all
Shout the odds
And what does it matter now?
That dreams are a passing cloud
Their place is taken
With many more fools like us
The time that we had we now have to repay
The sweet things we ate now leave a bitter taste
Can you ever remember a night or a day
You ever regretted eating that way
Say I?m wrong
But inside you know I?m right
And useless to try and fight
They say it was worth it
But you know it never was
The hurt inside
And all the wasted tears we?ve cried
Oh, the fun we had
All the good things just turned bad
Oh, the memories
Rearrange themselves to misery for me
Say I?m wrong
But inside you know I?m right
And useless to try and fight
They say it was worth it
But you know it never was
The hurt inside
And all the wasted tears we?ve cried
Oh, the fun we had
All the good things just turned bad
Oh, the memories
Rearrange themselves to misery for me
A casual affair in a casual way
We don?t go far living from day to day
It just is a laugh that we left unnamed
You came here with pride but they told you was changed
Shout the odds
And what does it matter now?
That dreams are a passing cloud
Their place is taken
With many more fools like us
the style council - a gospel
Handed down from fathers to sons
Was the hatred of weakness and the love of guns
A talk of peace but not in our time
To save our souls and stop the crime
Onwards and upwards but going nowhere
So how many now truthfully swear
That they do no evil - see no wrong
The ad-mass agents, the writers of song
The bankers, the poets, the modern day seers
Clouding an issue that was never quite clear
Sent through the ages of boy to man
The living testament of making a stand
Killing the wicked then raising the dead
Eating propaganda and shit spoon fed
Grasping for wisdom, but thick all the same
So how many innocents now can claim
That they play with fire - and get burnt
And through the same mistakes never get learnt
Hoping for a time it will fall to place
Faith shall show as our saving grace
Handed down from God with love
Was the whole wide world and some above
But not content to share the land
Greed was shown the winning hand
And those whose greed was the strongest of all
Took upon themselves to lead the call
That some must work while other rest
Without the question of what is best
The leaders, the losers and the kings
Pass the rifle butt that tyranny brings
Passed on over to the chosen few
Was the promise of freedom with a breadline queue
Ghetto?s, gateaux and eating it too
Forcing it all down with a cola brew
The first amendment and the hunt for reds
A conscious contradiction with something said
That they see no evil - with eyes shut tight
A cocaine culture that offers no fight
Dragged from birth - drugged to death
The common excuse is ?just being yourself?
Hand us down before it?s too late
The strength and wisdom to change our state
Governed by evil and all it will bring
I can?t wait for the day they do the lamppost swing
And no mercy should they be shown
For you cannot reason with the devil?s own
They say, they hear no evil - hands clasped tight
To shut out the victims? screams of ol? uncle sam fights
He sweats and he strains as his boney frame comes -
Into the womb of an innocent one
the style council - a man of great promise
I bought the paper yesterday and I saw the obituary
And I read of how you died in pain -
Well I just couldn?t understand it
If I could of changed that, then lord knows I?d do it now
But there is no going back -
And what?s done is done forever
But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -
Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
And I think of what you might have been,
A man of such great promise
Oh but, you seem to forget the dream -
And the more you saw you hated
But let?s not talk of blame, for what is only natural
Like a moth going to a flame -
You had a dangerous passion
But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -
Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
All the things that you might have been - but who am I to say?
Still I wonder -
If it?s the cold earth you prefer to lay -
If it?s the cold earth - you prefer to stay
the style council - a solid bond in your heart
Feel is a word I can?t explain
At least not in words that are plain
Make it easy to express
But I?ll try to do my best
To hit you where it counts
I just want to build up
A solid bond in your heart
(yeah) a solid bond in your heart (aha)
I?m fuelled by the idea
That this world was made to share
But it never seems to work out
And all we seem to share
Is doubt and misery
I just want to build up
A solid bond in your heart heart
When you feel in your soul
And your heart begins to blow
Keep it in mind to
Keep on trying
It?s like a feeling deep inside
Please don?t ever try to hide
That solid bond in your heart
(yeah) a solid bond in your heart (aha)
Aah, I just want to build up
A solid bond in your heart heart
It?s what?s missing from this life
And the trust you need to ignite
Any dream worth holding dear
When that dream is so near
You gotta try and try to get it back
Push it to the limit and build
A solid bond in your heart
the style council - a stones throw away
For liberty there is a cost - it?s broken skulls and leather cosh,
From the boys in uniform - now you know whose side their on -
With backing - with blessing,
From earthly gods not heaven,
A stones throw away from it all.
Whatever pleasures those who get - from stripping skin with rhino whip,
Are the kind that must be stopped - before their kind take all we?ve got -
With loving - with caring,
They take great pride in working,
The stones throw away from it all.
Whenever honesty persists - you?ll hear the snap of broken ribs,
Of anyone who?ll take no more - of the lying bastards roar -
In chile - in poland,
Johannesburg - south yorkshire,
A stones throw away: now we?re there
the style council - a woman s song
Hush little baby don?t you cry
Momma?s gonna buy you a nursery rhyme
And if that don?t send you to sleep
Momma?s gonna have to find the key
All of our worries are not our choice
Someone sees to that, I know not why
Things that we?ve worked for they started to sell
Now heaven is for angels and earth is hell
Hush little baby your time may come
When things as they are now will be undone
And you as the change if you last that long
And you as the change if you last that long
Hush oh, my child, momma?s only sad
They?ve damned nearly taken away all I have
And all I have in the world is you
Just you and the future?s that sees me through
So hush little baby your time may come
The things as they are now will be undone
And you as the change if you last that long
And you as the change if you last that long
All I have in the world is you
It?s you and the future?s that sees me through
the style council - all gone away
The wind blows whispers down the street,
Having free reign with the town so bleak -
Like everything else it?s - all gone away.
The town hall clock gives forth it?s chime,
For no-one there to ask the time -
Like everything else they?ve - all gone away.
The grocer?s shop hangs up it?s sign
The sign say?s closed it?s a sign of the times -
Like everything else they?ve - all gone away.
But somewhere the party never ends
And greedy hands rub together again -
Shipping out the profits that they?ve stolen
An eerie wail comes from the pit,
The ghosts of the men take the morning shift -
Just like clockwork - rusting away.
Come take a walk upon these hills
And see how monetarism kills -
Whole communities -
Even families -
There?s nothing left so - they?ve all gone away.
the style council - all year round
Our eyes meet across the floor
We don't have to say much more
Lets take a chance on it
Say you'll be mine till spring
We kiss in crowded streets
We kiss everytime we meet
Who knows how it will go
Stay here till summer comes
I love you more each day God sends
Love you because you are my friend
Oh, don't say our luck has blown
Oh stick with it till autumn goes
Lets make love in the light
Sleep together every night
Oh with dark days all about
Oh, lets stay together, see the winter out
the style council - angel
If I could I?d give you the world
Wrap it all around you
I won?t be satisfied with just a piece of your heart
Angel, you?re my angel
Dreams are dreams and some dreams come true
I found a real dream, baby when I found you
You?re so strong, but tender too
Angel, you?re my angel
Love like ours is heaven sent - each day a day to remember
I feel so safe - feel safe when I?m with you, with you
Angel, you?re my angel
You give me more, you keep right on giving
Fill me up - baby we could go on living
When things get tough, I can always turn to you
Angel, you?re my angel
I love the way we touch, I love the way it feels
Every time your near me my poor heart just won?t keep still
No doubt about it that this love I feel is real
Ask me to go with you - you know that I will
Hold me near - hold me tight
Only you can make it real - only you make it alright
Just let me know that I am special to you
Angel, you?re my angel
the style council - april s fool
I, just like a fool let you go
Not knowing what I had lost
As only a fool would know
Still counting, but not the cost
And so not having much left to show
I tried to fool myself
As only a fool could show
Until she comes to me
I never thought that it would be this way
See I took it granted that you were here to stay
You with your brown eyes of blue
I couldn?t see further than me
Now I see the same old view
Unless you come back to me
Until you come back to me
If you come back to me
I never thought it would be this way
See I took it granted that you were here to stay
I, just like a fool let you go
Not knowing what I had lost
As only a fool would know
Unless you come back to me
Until you come back to me
If you come back to me
the style council - big boss groove
Hold on is what they say
To get any back to you will have to pay
Don?t shout or get upset
It?s the same message from the holy tory government
Don?t rock the sinking ship
And don?t fly in the face of it
Work for your heaven?s way
It?s the same bullshit from the pulpit and the president
Hear keys getting in my way
It drives me crazy when I hear them say
Let us pray ?cause I want my heaven here on earth
Get up is what we say
Don?t wait for judgement day
There?s too much going on
You might think you?re weak
But together we can be so strong
This world is no man?s land
Our lives are in our hands
Our will is our command
You put it together and together we can make a stand
Our faith is the key to it
The unifying for some reason to be
You will see if you stand outside
The big boss groove
Get on up!
Our faith is the key to it
The unifying for some reason to be
You will see if you stand outside
The big boss groove
Get up is what we say
And don?t wait for judgement day
There?s too much going on
You may think you?re weak
But together we can be so strong
This world is no man?s land
Our lives are in our hands
Our will is our command
You put it together and together we can make a stand
In our hands, our command, and together we can make a stand!
Yeah!
the style council - bloodsports
Who takes the heart from a stag
Who gets a hard-on with blood on their hands
Who strips the wonder of life
When they don?t have the right
But they say it?s fair game
And they won?t feel no pain
As we feel no shame
So let the sun come down
Let our eyes close the blind
Let the rivers run dry
Let the forest life die
But who are they to decide
As if their right is divine
As if their right sublime
Who wins the hooves loses respect
Who kills the grace treads with intent -
Into heaven?s domain, playing little christians
Hear their voice soar in church
Giving thanks for this earth -
Then destroying it?s birth
So let the sun come down
Let our eyes close the blind
Let the rivers run dry
Let the forest life die
But who are they to decide
As if their right is divine
As if their right sublime
the style council - boy who cried wolf
As the rain comes down, upon this sad sweet earth
I lie awake at nights and - think about me
All those usual things like what a fool I?ve been
I curse the awful way - that I let you slip away
For what was forged in love, is now cooling down
With only myself to blame for playing that stupid game
I thought I need only call and you would run
But that day you never showed honey - well I sure learnt -
That it seems I need you more each day
Heaven knows why that it goes that way -
Now it?s far too late - an? I?ve lost this time -
Like the boy who cried wolf
An? yes - I know it?s far too late
To ever win you back -
No tale of nightmare?s at my gate -
Could make you turn -
My lost concern
And now the night falls down, upon my selfish soul
I sit alone and wonder - where did I go wrong?
It always worked before you kept the wolf from my door
But one day you never showed and honey - now I?m not so sure -
That is seems I need you more each day
Heaven knows why that it goes that way -
Now it?s far too late - an? I?ve lost this time -
Like the boy who cried wolf
the style council - call me
I know you have time
But believe me it will fly by -
And if it don't treat you right
I want you to know that you can call me.
Into each life, some rain must fall
But if the storm becomes too much for you all -
Don't be afraid to enter my life
I will be there when you call me.
Don't let your pride get in the way of your view
Of how we used to be -
Oh, to you it's long ago, but to me, yesterday,
The passing of time is like the crashing of waves
It wears down on your memory and you can forget
That if it all gets too much i will always be there
For you to call me - if you need to call me.
Into each life, some rain must fall
But when the storm becomes too much for you all -
Don't be ashamed to enter my life
I will be there when you call me.
the style council - changing of the guard
Changes of clothes and summer showers
Like changing the guard it only lasts for hours,
Wondering what and where did it go
Crying over nothing worth crying for
Once in a while - I still think about,
The smile on your face girl, the first time around,
I?m wondering what and who your doing it with
Crying over nothing - worth crying for, still -
Just now and then - I still get it,
That same old feeling, I can?t forget it
Wondering why and where did I go
Trying not to let them get to me so -
Once in a while I just can?t help it
It?s that same old feeling and how I regret it,
Wondering why - I miss you so,
Crying over nothing worth it all
Baby please, if there?s a chance,
Let?s throw out the past and get something back,
I?m wondering why - did we part at all
Crying over nothing worth crying for,
Crying over nothing worth crying for,
Crying over nothing worth crying for
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