All Mod Cons
The Jam Lyrics


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Seen you before, I know your sort
You think the world awaits your every breath
You'll be my friend, or so you say
You'll help me out when the time comes

And all the time we're getting rich
You hang around to help me out
But when we're skint, oh God forbid
You drop us like hot bricks

Artistic freedom
Do what you want
But just make sure that the money ain't gone

I'll tell you what, I got you sussed
You'll waste my time, when my time comes




You'll waste my time, when my time comes
You'll waste my time, when my time comes

Overall Meaning

The song "All Mod Cons" by The Jam is a scathing critique of those who pretend to be friends with someone for their own benefit. The opening verse is directed at a particular type of person who believes that the world revolves around them and their every action. The singer has seen this person before and knows their type all too well. However, the person in question pretends to be a good friend, offering to help out whenever needed. The singer is skeptical of this offer, knowing that it may come at a price later.


The following verse reveals that the singer and the person in question are making money together, but the person is only sticking around for their own gain. When times are good, they offer their assistance, but when things turn sour, they abandon the singer. The chorus then delves into the idea of artistic freedom and doing what you want with your life, as long as you're not left with nothing in the end. The final verse essentially tells the person off, stating that they won't waste any more of the singer's time once their usefulness has run out.


Line by Line Meaning

Seen you before, I know your sort
I am familiar with people like you


You think the world awaits your every breath
You have a sense of entitlement and believe the world owes you something


You'll be my friend, or so you say
You claim to be my friend


You'll help me out when the time comes
You promise to assist me when I need it


And all the time we're getting rich
We are becoming wealthy over time


You hang around to help me out
You stick around to lend a hand


But when we're skint, oh God forbid
But when we're broke, heaven forbid


You drop us like hot bricks
You abandon us quickly and easily


Artistic freedom
The ability to create freely


Do what you want
Do as you please


But just make sure that the money ain't gone
But be certain that you don't squander the money


I'll tell you what, I got you sussed
Let me level with you, I understand your true nature


You'll waste my time, when my time comes
You'll needlessly consume my time when I'm in need


You'll waste my time, when my time comes
You'll needlessly consume my time when I'm in need


You'll waste my time, when my time comes
You'll needlessly consume my time when I'm in need




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Paul John Weller

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