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I apologise for my overindulging in jam these days, but you see, after decades of silence, Paul Weller's inspired lyrics keep looping in my mind in the light of the actual social turmoil we've been experiencing for over six months now. A song written some 37 years ago that sounds as if it was only yesterday.
Ey@elOrdinary people don't get time to think.
Not that it's their fault
Cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work
Just to make sure the food gets bought.
Goverments threaten you with recession
Then they threaten you with war,
How the other side wants to take away
All the things you ain't got no more,
Keep us divided with their greed and hate
Keep you struggling to put the food on your plate.
Imagine if tomorrow the workers went on strike —
Not just british leyland but the whole world.
Who would earn their profits?
Who would make their bombs?
You'd see the hands of oppression fumble
And their systems crash to the ground.
And you men in uniform
Will have to learn the lesson too
Not to turn against your own kind
Whenever governments tell you to.
Get the Trans-Global Express moving
And see our marvellous leaders quiver.
They know that if it happens
Their lazy days are over.
The day the working people join together,
We'll all rest much more easy.
The responsibilty you must bear
When it's your own future in your hands
Maybe a hard one to face up to
But at least you will own yourself!
Original text by PAUL WELLER
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