Biografia:
Depois de ter terminado com o The Jam, um dos maiores sucessos da música inglesa, Paul Weller resolve mudar o rumo de sua carreira artística, isso por volta de 1982. Weller resolve trabalhar com sons mais ligados ao soul, ao jazz, e à música negra americana, coisas que ele achava que não cabiam em uma perfomance de uma banda punk. Por isso, em 1983, junto com o tecladista Mick Talbot, também saído de outra banda mod, a The Merton Parkas, cria o Style Council.
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- A Casual Affair
- A Man Of Great Promise
- A Solid Bond In Your Heart
- All Gone Away
- Blood Sports
- Boy Who Cried Wolf
- Come To Milton Keynes
- Ghosts Of Dachau
- Have You Ever Had It Blue
- Headstart For Happiness
- Heres One That Got Away
- Homebreakers
- It Just Came To Pieces In My Hands
- Iwasadoledadstoyboy
- Lodgers
- Long Hot Summer
- Luck
- My Ever Changing Moods
- Party Chambers
- See The Day
- Shout To The Top
- Speak Like A Child
- Spin Drifting
- Stones Throw Away
- Story Of Someones Shoe
- The Cost Of Loving
- The Paris Match
- The Piccadilly Trail
- The Whole Point
- Walls Come Tumbling Down
- With Everything To Lose
- Youre The Best Thing
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I close my eyes I reach out my hand ? and there you are
Bm7 Cmaj7 B7 Em7
Beautiful in scabs caressing my scalp under the mouths of the guntowers
I shout your name I kick out in dreams and here we are
The searchlight beams the siren squeals and hopeless shuffle to
certainty
The crab lice bite the typhoid smells and I?m still here
Handsome in rags a trouserless man waiting helpless for dignity
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Come to me angel
Em EmMaj7 Em7 EmMaj7
Don't go to the showers
Em Em7 Cmaj7 B7 Em7
Beg steal or borrow now there?s nothing left to take except eternity
And who will come to flower our graves that are still here?
Covered with dust remembered by few but forgotten by the majority
Stay will me angel do get lost in history
Don't let all we suffered lose its meaning in the dark that we call memory
I close my eyes I reach out my hand ? and there you are
Bm7 Cmaj7 B7 Em7
Beautiful in scabs caressing my scalp under the mouths of the guntowers
I shout your name I kick out in dreams and here we are
The searchlight beams the siren squeals and hopeless shuffle to
certainty
The crab lice bite the typhoid smells and I?m still here
Handsome in rags a trouserless man waiting helpless for dignity
Em EmMaj7 Em7 EmMaj7
Come to me angel
Em EmMaj7 Em7 EmMaj7
Don't go to the showers
Em Em7 Cmaj7 B7 Em7
Beg steal or borrow now there?s nothing left to take except eternity
And who will come to flower our graves that are still here?
Covered with dust remembered by few but forgotten by the majority
Stay will me angel do get lost in history
Don't let all we suffered lose its meaning in the dark that we call memory
The Sugi Tap
The Summer Obses (...)
The Summer State
The Sun
The Sun Parade