Away From The Numbers - The Jam

AWAY FROM THE NUMBERS — Paul Weller

Things are getting just a bit too cosy for me;

I see people how they see me Gonna break away and gain control

You free your mind, you free your soul

I was the type who knocked at old men;

Who together at tables sit and drink beer;

Then I saw that I was really the same,

So this link’s breaking away from the chain.

Away from the numbers — away from the numbers

Is where I’m gonna be —

Away from the numbers — is where I am free

And I’m sick and tired of my little niche,

Gonna break away and find what life is And all those fools I thought were my friends

They now stare at me and don’t see a thing;

Till their life is over and they start to moan

How they never had the chance to make good