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It Just Came to Pieces in My Hands

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What Are The Lyrics For It Just Came to Pieces in My Hands By The Style Council?
I stood as tall as a mountain
I never really thought about the drop I trod over rocks to get there Just so I could stand on top Clumsy and blind I stumbled As I crawled through desert sands I didn't stop to think about the consequences As it came to pieces in my hands Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu I thought I was a maritime marvel I believed that I ruled the waves All I could say is time is motion And every effort others made I would save I was a shit stained statue School children would stand in awe I truly believed I was a ceiling of sky Never thought about having flaws Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu I felt as reverent as Jesus The sanctimony stunk I thought I was admiral of the missing fleet I couldn't see that I was sunk I roared my pride in the darkness I scratched away at the stars I thought I was lord of this crappy jungle I should have been put behind bars Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu Tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu tu are you, tu But now I sit with my head in my hands And wail to the weeping wall The avalanche of my emotions Holds the audience of one enthralled I'm learning the lesson the hard way Like a fall from command I thought I was king of the whole wide world But it just came to pieces in my hands |
Who Wrote It Just Came to Pieces in My Hands By The Style Council?
Paul John Weller
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