What Would He Say? - Paul Weller

If he is watching still

I’d feel ashamed

What would he think of us?

So cold and mean

And cold’s not what he was

Nor full of bitter thoughts

None that I could see

Nor kept from me

Let a world go by

What a shame

Is there none left to try to save?

Oh, does nothing change?

Only objects alter

All those high class games at the altar

What’s inside is nothing, what a waste

In a world full of pain

Why add to it?

When there’s none left to blame

You gotta face up to it

Oh, does nothing change?

Only objects alter

All those high class games at the altar

What’s inside is nothing, what a waste

Stumbling down a street

Tied at two left feet

Those days so far away

What would he say?

That we’ve no patience now

We’ve gone too far

And it only takes a spark

To start a war

Oh

Oh