Paul Weller /

Empty Ring

Careful not to end up fighting no-one
Still battling on, when all your enemies are gone
Making you look dumb and stupid, in an empty ring

What would it matter to you?
If the parts you always planned
Was right there in your hand
With no-one there to see land, in an empty ring

Taste the fear of fortune
The smell of toil and sweat
With the crowd in there to see it
It's just another memory, just another memory
In an empty ring (empty ring)

Words of wisdom fail you
And the time it takes to fall
With the crowd in there to see it
It's just another memory, just another memory
In an empty ring (empty ring)

With the world to listen to ya
Still rattling on with “oh, the war is won”
You just don't know when to give up; do you?

In an empty ring (empty ring).