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Heavy Soul, Paul Weller
Heavy Soul
Release type: Album
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Release date:

1997

 
Duration: 39:31  
Size, Mb: 36,28  
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128

 
Price for album: 0.96 (discount 20%)  

 
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Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Heavy Soul (Part I) Lyrics 03:55 128 3,60 0.10
2
Peacock Suit Lyrics
they're still out here
amongst the trees
they're still out here
amongst the trees
don't let them see you
don't let them see you

the fog rolls in
and the temperature drops about 30 degrees
200 years have disappeared
and yet the pipe smoke lingers
fog creeps in
and the temperature drops about 30 degrees
200 years have disappeared
and yet the pipe smoke lingers here

for if you make a sound
or you turn around
they will be gone, they will be gone
and if you choose to run
you'll see their blinking eyes
and know your time has come
you might be wrong
don't let them see you

a splash of gin
to let them know that you are near
200 years have disappeared
and yet the pipe smoke lingers
a punch in the gut
if their intentions have not been made clear
200 years have disappeared
and yet the pipe smoke lingers here

don't let them see you
for if you make a sound
or you turn around
they will be gone, they will be gone
and if you choose to run
you'll see their blinking eyes
and know your time has come
you might be wrong
for if you make a sound
or you turn around
they will be gone, they will be gone
and if you choose to run
you'll see their blinking eyes
and know your time has come
you might be wrong

don't ever let them see you
don't ever let them see you
you might be wrong
you might be crazy

they're still out here
amongst the trees
they're still out here
amongst the trees
don't let them see you
don't let them see you
don't let them see you
03:13 128 2,94 0.10
3
Up In Suzes' Room Lyrics 04:25 128 4,03 0.10
4
Brushed Lyrics 03:28 128 3,16 0.10
5
Driving Nowhere Lyrics 02:59 128 2,72 0.10
6
I Should Have Been There To Inspire You Lyrics 05:15 128 4,80 0.10
7
Heavy Soul (Part II) Lyrics 03:10 128 2,91 0.10
8
Friday Street Lyrics
Minds alive! On Friday Street
Summerflys around my feet
And wee still stars
Are in my eyes
And mine's alive on Friday Street
A pulse goes on, on Friday Street
Time seems longer against its beat
And it's easy to remember
And it's hard to forget
That mine's alive on Friday Street
Yeh! Mine's still alive on Friday Street

And I see myself
And it seems so clear
I can walk through the world
Like I'm not really here
And I really don't care
'Cause mine's still alive on Friday Street
Lives alive on Friday Street
You start to shine in a brand new heat

And the world is clear
Like you're not really here
And I see myself
And I'm really not scared
'Cause mine's still alive on Friday Street
Mine's still alive on Friday Street
It's like plugging back in on Friday Street
May it always come alive! on Friday Street
02:21 128 2,15 0.10
9
Science Lyrics
And I've got my thoughts to position
But do I know how to act?
I got no silent ambitions
But does that make me a man
Until I learn all I can
And mean all I understand
As a way of living
And I'm a piece of the earth
I take no offence
I can be who I am
I have no pretense
Only to what you can be
If you want to be
It's a way of living

I've got a pen in my pocket
Does that make me a writer
Standing on the mountain
Doesn't make me no higher
Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And all the study in the world
Doesn't make it science

So grab a piece in the air
Try an' make it sing
Try and be who you can
It's the real, real thing
I'm into what you can be
If you want to be
It's a way of giving

I've got a pick in my pocket
Does that make me a player
Words can't do
What action does louder
Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And all the study in the world
Doesn't make it science

I've got a pen in my pocket
Does that make me a writer
Standing on the mountain
Doesn't make me no higher
Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And all the study in the world
Doesn't make it science

I've got a pick in my pocket
Does that make me a player
Words can't do
What action does louder
Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And all the study in the world
Doesn't make it science
03:32 128 3,25 0.10
10
Golden Sands Lyrics 02:55 128 2,67 0.10
11
As You Lean Into The Night Lyrics 01:22 128 1,26 0.10
12
Mermaids Lyrics 03:02 128 2,79 0.10