A Man of Great Promise Lyrics

Song	A Man of Great Promise
Artist	The Style Council
Album	The Sound Of The Style Council
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	作曲 : Paul Weller
	作词 : Weller
	I bought the paper yesterday and i saw the obituary
	And i read of how you died in pain -
	Well i just couldn't understand it
	If i could of changed that, then lord knows i'd do it now
	But there is no going back -
	And what's done is done forever
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	And i think of what you might have been,
	A man of such great promise
	Oh but, you seem to forget the dream -
	And the more you saw you hated
	But let's not talk of blame, for what is only natural
	Like a moth going to a flame -
	You had a dangerous passion
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	All the things that you might have been - but who am i to say?
	Still i wonder -
	If it's the cold earth you prefer to lay -
	If it's the cold earth - you prefer to stay

	zuo qu : Paul Weller
	zuo ci : Weller
	I bought the paper yesterday and i saw the obituary
	And i read of how you died in pain
	Well i just couldn' t understand it
	If i could of changed that, then lord knows i' d do it now
	But there is no going back
	And what' s done is done forever
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	And i think of what you might have been,
	A man of such great promise
	Oh but, you seem to forget the dream
	And the more you saw you hated
	But let' s not talk of blame, for what is only natural
	Like a moth going to a flame
	You had a dangerous passion
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	All the things that you might have been but who am i to say?
	Still i wonder
	If it' s the cold earth you prefer to lay
	If it' s the cold earth you prefer to stay

	zuò qǔ : Paul Weller
	zuò cí : Weller
	I bought the paper yesterday and i saw the obituary
	And i read of how you died in pain
	Well i just couldn' t understand it
	If i could of changed that, then lord knows i' d do it now
	But there is no going back
	And what' s done is done forever
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	And i think of what you might have been,
	A man of such great promise
	Oh but, you seem to forget the dream
	And the more you saw you hated
	But let' s not talk of blame, for what is only natural
	Like a moth going to a flame
	You had a dangerous passion
	But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt
	Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
	All the things that you might have been but who am i to say?
	Still i wonder
	If it' s the cold earth you prefer to lay
	If it' s the cold earth you prefer to stay

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