Porcelain Gods - Paul Weller

Beware false prophets — take a stand!

My fortune cookie cracked up in my hand

More advice to fill up your head

More empty words from the livind dead

Who seek to explain what can’t really be said

And how disappointed I was

To turn out after all

Just a porcelain God — that shatters when it falls

Too much will kill you — too little ain’t enough

You shout my name but I’ll call your bluff

Most who see me — see me not for real

We fake and fawn — play games 'til dawn

But I could see what you can see

And I hate too what you hate in me

And how disappointed I was

To turn out after all

Just a porcelain God — that shatters when it falls

I shake it off and start again

«Don't lose control» — I tell myself

Life can take many things away

Some people will try — and take it all

They’ll pick off pieces as they watch you crawl

And how disappointed I was

To turn out after all

Just a porcelain God — that shatters when it falls

That shatters when it falls