A STONES THROW AWAY - Paul Weller



For liberty there is a cost - its broken skulls and leather cosh.

>From the boys in uniform - now you know whose side they're on -

With backing - with blessing

>From earthy gods not heaven,

A stones throw away from it all.



Whatever pleasures those who get - from stripping skin

with rhino whip.

Are the kind that must be stopped - before their kind

take all we've got -

With loving - with caring,

They take great pride in working,

The stones throw away from it all.



Whatever honesty persists - you'll hear the snap of broken ribs,

Of anyone who'll take no more - of the lying bastards roar -

In Chile - in Poland,

Johannesburg - South Yorkshire -

A stones throw away; Now we're there