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The Jam Beat Surrender

Beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender All the things that I

Seen you before, I know your sort, You think the world awaits your every breath You'll be my friend, or so you say You'll help me out when the time comes

Take a look at the great street It don't seem the same Remember how great it should be Shops are full of fashion People told what they want The street

and I can't sit down I gotta keep movin' I gotta keep movin' All the time that gets wasted hating Why don't you move together and make your heart feel better Groove groove to the beat

Beat surrender Come on boy, come on girl Succumb to the beat surrender All the things that I care about (are packed into one punch) All the things that

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life - cos it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus - cos those rosey days are few And -

A police car and a screaming siren - A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete - A baby waiting and stray dog howling - The screech of brakes and lamplights

This is a modern world - This is the modern world What kind of a fool do you think I am? You think I know nothing of the modern world All my life has

Closer than close - you see yourself - A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be. As each day goes by - a little more - You can't remember - what