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Album: Miscellaneous (2000)
Artists: The Style Council

  1. A Casual Affair
  2. A Gospel
  3. A Solid Bond In Your Heart
  4. A Stone's Throw Away
  5. A Woman's Song
  6. A Woman's Song (HSTGA Version)
  7. All Gone Away
  8. All Year Round
  9. Angel
  10. April's Fool
  11. Big Boss Groove
  12. Bloodsports
  13. Boy Who Cried Wolf
  14. Can You Still Love Me?
  15. Changing Of The Guard
  16. Come To Milton Keynes
  17. Confessions 1, 2 & 3
  18. Confessions Of A Pop-Group
  19. Down In The Seine
  20. Fairy Tales
  21. I Ain't Goin' Under
  22. I Am Leaving
  23. Party Chambers
  24. Waiting
  25. Waiting On A Connection
  26. Walking The Night
  27. Walls Come Tumbling Down!
  28. Wanted


The Style Council
Miscellaneous
Confessions Of A Pop-Group
Cheap and tacky bullshit land
told when to sit don't know where you stand
too busy recreating the past
to live in the future.
Poor relations to Uncle Sam - bears no relation to the country man
too busy being someone else to be who you really are.

Shitty plastic prefab town
mind where you walk when the sun goes down
too busy hating others to even love your own.

Bobbies on the beat again - beating blacks for blues again.
It's one way to get involved in the community.

Love me, love my jeans
I must buy shares in Heinz baked beans
too busy buying up, selling out, selling off.

3,2,1, in others terms - win a life sentence and a queen mum perm
the individuals that state, in a state of seige.

Do pop and press and mix, do tits and news stew
The next one in the poor house could be you
to busy saying "thank you" to say what for?

No time to spare - "spare me a dime"?
the Great Depression is organised crime
Their confessions are written in your blood.

Kiss your ass an' dreams goodbye
come back when you've learnt to cry
to busy try'na be strong to see how weak you are.

Wave your flags and waive your fate
the freedom you claim is the one you hate
the victory you seek will never come.

Brutal views through brutal eyes
see no future, hear no lies
speak no truth to me or the people I love.

When I grow up I want to be
all the things you've never been
and your opinion will count for none.
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