Daylights dawns, you wake up and yawn, Mr. Clean
A piece of toast from the one you love most, and you leave
You get your bus in the eight o'clock rush
And catch your train in the morning rain
Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean

If you see me in the street, look away
'Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me, Mr. Clean
'Cause I hate you and your wife
And if I get the chance I'll fuck up your life
Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean
Is that seen?

Surround yourself with dreams
Of pretty young girls, and anyone you want, but
Please don't forget me or any of my kind
'Cause I'll make you think again
When I stick your face in the grind

Getting pissed at the annual office do
Smart blue suit and you went to Cambridge too
You miss page three, but the Times is right for you
And mum and dad are very proud of you
Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean
Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean

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Mr. Clean Lyrics as written by Paul John Weller

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  • +1
    General CommentWhat a great song, probably one of their best. Obviously Weller criticizing the blue collar working man for obeying the systemlike he's told to. I love the opening.
    Ghost C2Con December 11, 2005   Link
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    General CommentI think this is about "yuppies" which were working class boys who made it big in the city and those who forget thier roots-- when he says "please dont forget me or any of my kind" and "you miss page three-but the times is right for you" his talking about when they used to read page three of "The Sun" which is working class paper and now reads "The times" which is like middle class broadsheet
    AKARebelon April 22, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song shows Weller's passion for his belief a brilliant song I like the bit when he's telling him to look away so much anger Weller is a genius
    Cpt-Sensibleon January 02, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"Read" Page 3???
    Finsbury Gooneron May 21, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"Getting pissed at the annual office do
    Smart blue suit and you went to Cambridge too
    You miss page 3, but the Times is right for you
    And mum and dad are very proud of you"

    Pure genius, Weller and the boys at their best.
    Mojo Workingon August 01, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI'd hazard a guess that it's about The Jam's leftist views and the disgust at the Conservative middle classes.
    SMCon September 18, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentObviously about a boy who's competely abondoned his roots by getting miself a middle-class job in teh cit yand adopting that sort of life.

    Clearly written when class tension was more obvious, but Weller's distaste and anger for such people seems to stand the test of time, because from my background growwiong up in the '90s, it was still clear to me that some of my peers/family were (and still are) envious of the 'successful' types. Those with nice houses, two cars on the drive, you name it.

    Much of this song, especially the first verse and the ending prime example of Weller using imagery to illustrate his point, just like Tubestation. Paints a picture in your head. I can easily imagine the character waking up to toast from his missus, catching the train on a grey, damp day and getting plastered at his christmas do.
    SmithersJones87on May 14, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIsn't this criticizing the white collar workers, not the blue?
    miesterseanon July 11, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWeller and company were VERY blue collar. This is a fantasy about having a double life.
    Wonder Nedon August 27, 2008   Link
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    General CommentWeller doesn't like working-class people getting better lives through their own efforts and works. It apparently hurts his delicate working-class soul that these people have to wear a suit and actually work to earn money.
    hertzon September 22, 2008   Link

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