Been listening to the best of the jam and setting sons tonight,
The distant echo
of far away voices bording far away trains
to take them home to
the ones that they love and who love them for ever
The glazed dirty steps
repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
cold and uninviting. partially naked
except for toffee wrappers and this morning papers
Mr Jones got run down
Headlines of death & sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage
and I'm down in the tude station at midnight
You've just made me want to listen to that song, absolutely love it to bits, I had the privilege of seeing the Jam live, one of the best concerts I've ever been to, still got the T'shirt and the programme.
Never seen Weller on his own though, will have to rectify that, watched a great programme about him the other night. Saw the Style Council live as well, good, but not as good as the Jam.
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