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