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Hugh Cornwell

Genres: Rock

Stop Lyrics - Hugh Cornwell

I seen boys get up and blowing it, with the world in the palm of their hands. 

I seen beautiful girls losing their curls. 

I seen 'em stretched out 'n' getting a tan. 

I seen criminal types. 

I'll forgive 'em the hype, dressed up in a tailored suit. 

I seen an angel, with a pair o' wings, running off with a bag o' loot. 

I said, stop, it's getting late. 

I said, stop trying burying your hate. 

I seen a human face inside a coloured race, gettin' up, and starting to run. 

I seen a man get bored. 

I seen a bone get gnawed. 

I seen him playing with a loaded gun. 

I seen you laughing loud. 

I seen you crying wolf. 

I seen you steppin' on yo' fellow man. 

I seen you grabbing at everything you want with a pair of clawing hands. 

I said, stop, it's getting late. 

I said, stop try burying your hate. 

I said, stop, and learn to love. 

I said stop... 

Look above at the crown of love; try it on, it fits you like a glove. 

There are jewels up there for you to take a pair. 

Nobody will miss them if you want to dare... 

I seen men acting like they're dumb. 

I seen women acting like they're scared. 

I seen 'em both, together, raising kids. 

I seen 'em both with time to spare. 

I seen 'em loving each other. 

I seen 'em fighting mad. 

I seen 'em working for a gallon of gas. 

I seen an uptight man, in a monkey suit, cracking skulls for a little brass. 

I said, stop, it's getting late. 

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