THE JAM lyrics - The Gift

The Planner's Dream Goes Wrong

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Letting loose the lunatics - wasn't the greatest of ideas Giving them plans and money to squander - Should have been the worst of our fears The dream life luxury living was a pleasant No. 10 whim, But somewhere down the line of production They left out human beings They were gonna build communities It was going to be pie in the sky - But the piss stench hallways and broken down lifts Say the planners dream went wrong If people were made to live in boxes God would have given them string To tie around their selves at bed time And stop their dreams falling through the ceiling And the public school boy computers - Keep spewing out our future - The house in the country designs the 14th floor Old Mrs. Smith don't get out much more - Coitus interruptus 'cause of next doors rows Your washing gets nicked when the lights go out - Baby's scream in the nightmare throng But planners just get embarrassed when their plans GO WRONG!

You Don't Really Know Me

JESSIE J "Sweet Talker"
The girl who always says yes Wants to scream no Takes over everyone's stress And ignores her own The life and soul of the party But loves to stay home She say's she's not broken-hearted But she cries on her own Playing pretend I shouldn't hide it It isn't right Being a liar I'm crossing the line Dancing with fire, When I'm not fine Should I deny it? Cause I'm going crazy when I'm not okay, I keep praying that the cracks don't show my pain, Cause even when I'm falling, I say my life is like a dream, But I'm fighting through a nightmare, Cause I'm not really being me, See you don't really know me The girl who starts all the jokes Just make her laugh, Preaches the do's and the don't's But loves to be bad, Smiles when they guess who she's loving What they say makes her mad She says "I'm fine, I need nothing" But she hopes for your hand Playing pretend I shouldn't hide it It isn't right Being a liar I'm crossing the line Dancing with fire, When I'm not fine Should I deny it? Cause I'm going crazy when I'm not okay, I keep praying that the cracks don't show my pain, Cause even when I'm falling, I say my life is like a dream, But I'm fighting through a nightmare, Cause I'm not really being me, See you don't really know me, baby, oh no You don't really know me, no no, You don't really know me, How can you know me? You don't really know me, You don't really know me, Cause I'm going crazy when I'm not okay, I keep praying that the cracks don't show my pain, Cause even when I'm falling, I say my life is like a dream, But I'm fighting through a nightmare, Cause I'm not really being me, See you don't really know me, baby, oh no, How can you know me? me, me, me, ooh, mhhm You're gunna get to know me

Ticket To Russia

Keepsake
Right wing, wrong way out of a big mess and I'm stressing out over information learned on air. I'm taking very good care of the people and the places I love. We are in bed with the one. Channel the money and run. Documents destroyed and the public isn't raising questions. I think I have the answer. It's got a mile to reach the tip of my tongue and I'm sleeping just to dream. A victory. It's bittersweet. I'm making plans on my own. Rocket makers open shop. Build a bridge, the key to globalization. Rocket ships are so much fun. Now I think I'm giving up. Left wing, write me a proposition. Write me just a little more than a punchline, out line in. Have a glass of good gin and listen to the music as it plays.

Nothing Going On

Clawfinger "A Whole Lot Of Nothing"
I've been around the world I've got a hit in the charts I've become quite famous But I ain't got no heart I've got expensive clothes and lots of money to waste I've got the luxury lifestyle but I aint got no taste nothing going on nothing going on I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on I know all the right people, I've got the perfect smile I've got the worlds best timing, but I ain't got no style I've got a great big mansion, I've got a beautiful wife I've got a black rolls royce, but I've got no life nothing going on nothing going on I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on nothing going on Nothing going right, nothing going wrong I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on nothing going on nothing going on I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on I've got a personal trainer, I ride a limousine I've got a big bank account, but I ain't got no dreams I've got a private plane, the best of everything I've got a lifestyle to live, but no message to sing nothing going on nothing going on I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on nothing going on Nothing going right, nothing going wrong I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on nothing going on nothing going on I've got a whole lot of nothing nothing going on nothing going on nothing going on

I Am The Killer

THURSDAY "Full Collapse"
Tuesday wakes up silent And there aren't enough pills to sleep And then it cuts out like miswired shortwave radio It's over But nothing can change to ever make it right When you live in a nightmare It's written all over your face. And in a short time You're never the same again The distance is streamlined Between decision and defense: Distorient the senses Loss of identity No one to trust Life runs through this trade I am no killer But I still hide my face In the coming days I wake up every morning From the same dream And then I kill it But you can't change the letters when the ink dries I woke up on the sidewalk and everything just changed Now the lights are blinking but I can't see anything Everything is falling apart: Crumpled paper Crushed tin cans Broken bottles Paper scraps We all look the same We all look the same But I am the killer

Plaza

Chisel Cold
I've been living In the Plaza Hotel It ain't the Hilton But I live well Holes in the ceiling Holes in the floor Wallpaper's peeling There's a nude on the door Pretty girls They jump and shout Cops come running When I step out I get some money When they page me to the phone You know man cannot live on Empty principles alone And who's gonna judge The role somebody plays In someone else's budget movie Come on up to my room baby I need a co-star And I can't afford to be too choosy

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