tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751218578254448722024-03-05T07:07:44.807-08:00The Clash Lyricsfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-21739630584897702282024-02-19T21:14:00.001-08:002024-02-19T21:14:54.876-08:00The Clash other songs:<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyf6Tk_NTWhSPDrH_j1fQa-LdBk7mLaQxb3imajeFqBHKiVApIQXVE6AFTMAZ0tUlVy-jUDAd4IiklTipMNKOOCoK0AwQKmimBCaJstCq66FktUG8-2eK9SlrLpx7514JtaKhZ18u8VzEHXV6GhJYHN0_OwZoWSs6S2yX-JFFjZrDop1fMTOqzNngaR8Y/s1908/The%20Clash%20lyrics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1146" data-original-width="1908" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyf6Tk_NTWhSPDrH_j1fQa-LdBk7mLaQxb3imajeFqBHKiVApIQXVE6AFTMAZ0tUlVy-jUDAd4IiklTipMNKOOCoK0AwQKmimBCaJstCq66FktUG8-2eK9SlrLpx7514JtaKhZ18u8VzEHXV6GhJYHN0_OwZoWSs6S2yX-JFFjZrDop1fMTOqzNngaR8Y/s320/The%20Clash%20lyrics.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-42873987147838454492024-02-19T21:14:00.000-08:002024-02-19T21:14:04.850-08:00How Can I Understand The Flies? lyrics - The Clash<div>In the summer</div><div>The flies buzzing round my head</div><div>Every night</div><div>I don't understand the flies buzzing 'round my head</div><div><br /></div><div>How can I go to sleep?</div><div>How can I go to sleep?</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div><br /></div><div>In the summer</div><div>The flies buzzing 'round my head</div><div>Every night</div><div>I don't understand the flies buzzing round my head</div><div><br /></div><div>How can I go to sleep?</div><div>How can I go to sleep?</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div><br /></div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div><div>For the flies</div>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-14932433172352334972024-02-19T21:13:00.001-08:002024-02-19T21:13:43.195-08:00Idle In Kangaroo Court lyrics - The Clash<div>Shout, everybody shout: hey waiter!</div><div>I want in, I want out, hey jailer!</div><div>Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper</div><div>Or reach easy down on your knees, for later</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>That message you run</div><div>Is gonna be a make-or-breaker</div><div>Zoom zoom!</div><div>Now I am a one man survey team from Labour</div><div>I am studying you city types' behaviour</div><div>Hey girl, this opinion poll, you can't wait, huh?</div><div>Perhaps I'll flee my bench to chase her</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>In bitching hour</div><div>Go grab your wings to chase her</div><div>You've sold your time but I still got mine</div><div>I'm from the spare-part pile, wanna see my</div><div>Licence to kill time?</div><div>The shows tonight will close tonight, see you later</div><div>The efficient sweep will wash the streets safer</div><div>From the rush-hour crush to the empty square I'll wait here</div><div>And the b-line c-line d-line three-line breaker</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>In the spillage hour</div><div>Everybody's going as if they'll get there later - yep!</div><div>You've sold your time but I still got mine</div><div>I'm from the spare-part pile, wanna see my</div><div>Licence to kill time?</div><div><br /></div><div>Kill time</div><div>Dali melts it</div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>To be an agitator</div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>And someone's left the paper</div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>To be an agitator</div><div>Arnie Pauly, Pauly</div><div>Someone's left their paper</div><div>Shout, everybody shout: hey waiter!</div><div>I want in, I want out, hey jailer!</div><div>Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper</div><div>Or reach easy down on your knees, for later</div><div>And the b-line c-line a-line free-line hard-line best-line left-line fine-line breaker</div>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-74825798326433040532024-02-19T21:13:00.000-08:002024-02-19T21:13:21.264-08:00Kill Time! lyrics - The Clash<div>Shout, everybody shout: "hey waiter!</div><div>I want in, I want out, hey jailer!"</div><div>Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper</div><div>Or reach easy down on your knees, for later</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>That message you run</div><div>Is gonna be a make-or-breaker</div><div>Zoom zoom!</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I am a one man survey team from Labor</div><div>I am studying you city types' behavior</div><div>Hey girl, this opinion poll, you can't wait, huh?</div><div>Perhaps I'll flee my bench to chase her</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>In bitching hour</div><div>Go grab your wings to chase her</div><div><br /></div><div>You've sold your time but I still got mine</div><div>I'm from the spare-part pile, wanna see my</div><div>License to kill time?</div><div><br /></div><div>The shows tonight will close tonight, see you later</div><div>The efficient sweep will wash the streets safer</div><div>From the rush-hour crush to the empty square I'll wait here</div><div>And the b-line c-line d-line three-line breaker</div><div><br /></div><div>Go cat go!</div><div>In the spillage hour</div><div>Everybody's going as if they'll get there later - yep!</div><div><br /></div><div>You've sold your time but I still got mine</div><div>I'm from the spare-part pile, wanna see my</div><div>License to kill time?</div><div><br /></div><div>Kill time</div><div>Dali melts it</div><div><br /></div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>To be an agitator</div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>And someone's left the paper</div><div>Arnie Pauly</div><div>To be an agitator</div><div>Arnie Pauly, Pauly</div><div>Someone's left their paper</div><div><br /></div><div>Shout, everybody shout: "hey waiter!</div><div>I want in, I want out, hey jailer!"</div><div>Run, walk this way, that way, buy a paper</div><div>Or reach easy down on your knees, for later</div><div><br /></div><div>And the b-line c-line a-line free-line hard-line best-line left-line fine-line breaker</div>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-50058074927910228232024-02-19T21:12:00.001-08:002024-02-19T21:12:58.344-08:00Mark Me Absent lyrics - The Clash<div>School always lies</div><div>It's just about time that I got wise</div><div>Mark me absent, baby</div><div>Don't bother to look for my name</div><div>I got away</div><div><br /></div><div>Can't tell that the school has been?</div><div>Think about a time that it's ever been?</div><div>Mark me absent now, baby</div><div>Don't bother to look for my name</div><div>I got away</div><div><br /></div><div>I got away</div><div>I got away</div><div><br /></div><div>School lies</div><div>It's just about time I got wise</div><div>Mark me absent, baby</div><div>Don't bother to look for my name</div><div>I got away</div><div><br /></div><div>I got away</div><div>I got away</div>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-27855331340494413392024-02-19T21:12:00.000-08:002024-02-19T21:12:34.610-08:00The Beautiful People Are Ugly Too lyrics - The Clash<div>I see, the law caught your hands on the stuff</div><div>And if that wasn't enough</div><div>Means I totally fell for your bluff</div><div>Oh, how you kicked off that stuff</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh the beautiful people are ugly too</div><div>There's gonna be a lot of washing when the dance is through</div><div><br /></div><div>Now your face without pretense</div><div>Is lit up on the fence</div><div><br /></div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div><br /></div><div>All those who feign indifference</div><div>Whether to be or become past tense</div><div>The forgotten part of old acquaintance</div><div>Who stiffed out on the Itchycoo Park bench</div><div><br /></div><div>And the beautiful people are ugly too</div><div>There gonna be a lot of washing when the dance is through</div><div><br /></div><div>Admit it!</div><div>You thought you were the hero</div><div>Of "The Fulham Connection 2"</div><div>Yeah, the flashing strip</div><div>You flashed your jewels</div><div>But now: the credits</div><div>It must roll through</div><div><br /></div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh the beautiful people are ugly too</div><div>There's gonna be a lot of washing when the dance is through</div><div>And the beautiful people are ugly too</div><div>There's gonna be a lot of washing when the dance is through</div><div><br /></div><div>A fatal mistake, they lived a year in a week</div><div>And ready to be great if you got a receipt</div><div><br /></div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div>You, you, you, you</div><div>You can buy another singer like you gotta lotta money</div><div>You can't get a lot of swing along a letter to jail</div><div><br /></div><div>The beautiful people are ugly too</div><div>There's gonna be a lot of washing when the dance is through</div><div>Now the beautiful people are ugly too</div>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-40052120255858654822016-06-27T23:40:00.000-07:002016-06-27T23:40:17.852-07:00compilation: "Super Black Market Clash" (1993)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimPvf19ibYtODzuy5bW_WdyKfg0IwsCEWAH06rfBlmeFCu4F6yZ7Q4nPNtAAaX7Oxu0l9hdvLJv3NIO61wdlOoLo3obAsb2Jg1_Qsn0wlpOJpATtw8VmUwGEkFv-bXEg_E5kbsG92OtXg/s1600/Super+Black+Market+Clash.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimPvf19ibYtODzuy5bW_WdyKfg0IwsCEWAH06rfBlmeFCu4F6yZ7Q4nPNtAAaX7Oxu0l9hdvLJv3NIO61wdlOoLo3obAsb2Jg1_Qsn0wlpOJpATtw8VmUwGEkFv-bXEg_E5kbsG92OtXg/s320/Super+Black+Market+Clash.jpg" /></a>franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-59063116277234643062016-06-27T23:38:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:38:57.200-07:001977 lyrics - The Clashin 1977 i hope i go to heaven<br />
cos i been too long on the dole<br />
and i can't work at all<br />
<br />
danger stranger<br />
you better paint your face<br />
no elvis, beatles, or the rolling stones<br />
in 1977<br />
<br />
in 1977<br />
knives in west 11<br />
lent so lucky to be rich<br />
sten guns in knightsbridge<br />
<br />
danger stranger<br />
you better paint your face<br />
no elvis, beatles or the rolling stones<br />
in 1977<br />
<br />
in 1977<br />
you're on the never never<br />
you think it can't go on forever<br />
but the papers say it's better<br />
i don't care 'cos i'm not all there<br />
no elvis, beatles or the rolling stones<br />
<br />
in 1977<br />
sod the jubilee<br />
in 1978<br />
in 1979<br />
stayed in bed<br />
in 1980<br />
in 1981<br />
the toilet don't work<br />
in 1982<br />
in 1983<br />
here come the police<br />
in 1984franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-90319082424102927662016-06-27T23:37:00.006-07:002016-06-27T23:37:38.658-07:00Jail Guitar Doors lyrics - The ClashLet me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine<br />
A little more every day<br />
Holding for a friend till the band do well<br />
Then the D.E.A. locked him away<br />
<br />
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors<br />
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor<br />
Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son<br />
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors<br />
<br />
An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame<br />
Gave all his money away<br />
"Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son"<br />
And so they certified him insane<br />
<br />
And then there's Keith, waiting for trial<br />
Twenty-five thousand bail<br />
If he goes down you won't hear his sound<br />
But his friends carry on anyway<br />
Fuck 'em!<br />
Jail guitar doors<br />
54/46 was my number<br />
Jail guitar doors<br />
Right now someone else has that numberfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-3960438774783653952016-06-27T23:37:00.003-07:002016-06-27T23:37:21.942-07:00City Of The Dead lyrics - The Clashthis is the city of the dead<br />
as we lie side by side in bed<br />
i'd do something else instead<br />
but it is the city of the dead<br />
<br />
we went out kickin' around<br />
but you got drunk an' fallen down<br />
an' i wished i could be like you<br />
with the soho river drinking me down<br />
<br />
in the city of the dead<br />
fall in love an' fall in bed<br />
it wasn't anything you said<br />
except i know we both lie dead<br />
<br />
don't you know where to cop<br />
that's what new york johnny said * * * *<br />
you should get to know your town<br />
just like i know mine<br />
<br />
while all the windows stare ahead<br />
an' the streets are filled with dread<br />
every nation in the world<br />
slinks through the alley after girls<br />
<br />
what we wear is dangerous gear<br />
it'll get you picked on anywhere<br />
though we get beat up we don't care<br />
at least it livens up the air<br />
<br />
but somedays we hide inside<br />
all courage gone and paralysed<br />
sniff that wind of ugly tension<br />
today the jerks have got aggression<br />
<br />
it is the city of the dead<br />
<br />
[*Johnny Thunders]franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-58465494289547250192016-06-27T23:37:00.000-07:002016-06-27T23:37:00.763-07:00The Prisoner lyrics - The Clashthe prisoner meets the muppet hi-fi<br />
north of watford junction<br />
we get in but we don't have fun<br />
an' we leave before the truncheons<br />
so it's back to watch the day to day<br />
saga of working people<br />
hanging out the washing and clipping coupons<br />
and generally being decent<br />
<br />
johnny too bad meets johnny be good<br />
in the charing cross road<br />
that's the only thing that happened today<br />
says the west end jungle code<br />
and all the germans and all the french<br />
jam themselves down the tube<br />
and re-enact the second world war<br />
while the rude boys get rude!<br />
<br />
and i look to my left<br />
and i look to my right<br />
and i'm looking for a man<br />
i'm looking for a sign<br />
i don't wanna be the prisoner<br />
<br />
the prisoner lives in camden town<br />
selling revolution<br />
the prisoner loads his tracking arm up<br />
with self-disillusion<br />
your mother does the washing up<br />
your old man digs the garden<br />
you're only free to dodge the cops<br />
an' bunk the train to stardom<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-82704943973741211922016-06-27T23:36:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:36:41.334-07:00Pressure Drop lyrics - The Clash(Originally by Maytals)<br />
<br />
It is you, oh yeah<br />
It is you, oh yeah<br />
<br />
I said a pressure drop,<br />
Oh pressure, oh yeah<br />
Pressure's gonna drop on you<br />
I said pressure drop<br />
Oh pressure, oh yeah<br />
Pressure's gonna drop on you<br />
<br />
I said when it drops<br />
Oh you gonna feel it<br />
Oh that you were doin' it wrong, wrong, wrong<br />
Now when it drops<br />
Oh you gonna feel it<br />
That you were doin' it wrong and how<br />
<br />
I said when it drops<br />
You gonna feel it<br />
That you've been doin' it wrong<br />
Now when it drops, drop<br />
You gonna feel it<br />
That you've been doin' wrong<br />
<br />
Now when it drops, drop<br />
Feel it<br />
You make the wrong move<br />
Now when it drops, drop<br />
You gonna feel it<br />
That you've been it doin' wrong<br />
<br />
I said, pressure drop<br />
Oh pressure, oh yeah<br />
Pressure's gonna drop on you<br />
Pressure drop<br />
Oh pressure, oh yeah<br />
Pressure's gonna drop on you<br />
<br />
Now when it drops on your dirty little head<br />
Where you gonna go?<br />
It's you, you, you<br />
When it drop on, oh you're gonna feel it<br />
What you're doing is wrong, wrong, wrong<br />
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure...<br />
I said a pressure dropfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-58632020540707637022016-06-27T23:32:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:32:21.580-07:001-2 Crush On You lyrics - The Clashstanding in a queue of a school canteen<br />
guys on the corner they were laughin' at me<br />
but i don't mind if they see it all<br />
you know i gotta come clean<br />
i gotta come clean<br />
i got a crush on you<br />
<br />
my mind don't need it but my body do<br />
a little bit of loving and attention for you<br />
although we're only strangers<br />
they don't need to know<br />
i gotta cum clean, i gotta cum clean<br />
ooh, i got a crush on you<br />
<br />
i wanna get serious right away<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
what you doin' today or any other day?<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
just one look and i go insane<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
<br />
your daddy never comes to get you<br />
`cos lives so far away<br />
but his i-talian chauffeur shows up every day<br />
but i'll get you in the corner, i'll get you all<br />
alone<br />
i gotta cum clean, i gotta come clean<br />
<br />
i got a crush on you<br />
<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
1-2, i got a crush on you<br />
i said 1-2<br />
i got a crush on you<br />
<br />
why should i get a crush on yet?franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-13355229449969140622016-06-27T23:31:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:31:34.755-07:00Groovy Times lyrics - The Clashthe high street shops are boarded up<br />
an' the terrace it is fenced in<br />
see-through shields are walled across<br />
the way that you came in<br />
but there's no need to get excited<br />
<br />
as the lorries bring the bacon in<br />
'cos the housewives are all singing<br />
groovy times are here again<br />
<br />
they discovered one black saturday<br />
that mobs don't march they run<br />
so you can excuse the nervous triggerman<br />
just this once for jumping the gun<br />
as they were picking up the dead<br />
out of the broken glass<br />
yes it's number one, the radio said<br />
groovy times have come to pass!<br />
<br />
groovy times groovy times groovy times<br />
<br />
the intake is on the uptake<br />
the acceleration's pretty grim<br />
i can remember his first appearance<br />
now look what's happened to him<br />
so they put him in a dog suit<br />
like from 1964<br />
the king of early evening tv<br />
groovy times forever more<br />
<br />
groovy timesfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-54980609932810082572016-06-27T23:24:00.006-07:002016-06-27T23:24:38.364-07:00Gates Of The West lyrics - The ClashI would love to be the lucky one on chill avenue<br />
Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue<br />
But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night<br />
I'm looking back for home and I can see the lights<br />
<br />
I should be jumpin' shoutin' that I made it all this way<br />
From Camden town station to 44th and 8th<br />
Not many make it this far and many say we're great<br />
But just like them we walk on an' we can't escape our fate<br />
Can't you hear the sighing<br />
Eastside Jimmy and Southside Sue<br />
Both say they needed something new<br />
<br />
So I'm standing at the gates of the west<br />
I burn money at the lights of the sign<br />
The city casts a shadow of the perfect crime<br />
I'm standing at the gates of the east<br />
I take my pulse and the pulse of my friend<br />
The city casts a shadow, will I see you again?<br />
<br />
The immigrants an' remnants of all the glory years<br />
Are clustered around the bar again for another round of beers<br />
Little Richard's in the kitchen playing spoons and plates<br />
He's telling the waitress he's great<br />
<br />
Ah say i know somewhere back'n'forth in time<br />
Out on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mine<br />
Or in a ghetto cellar only yesterday<br />
There's a move into the future for the USA.<br />
<br />
I hear them crying<br />
Eastside Jimmy and Southside Sue<br />
Both said they needed something new<br />
<br />
Standing at the gates of the west<br />
In the shadow again<br />
I'm standing at the gates of the west<br />
In the shadow againfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-36506323478554422192016-06-27T23:24:00.003-07:002016-06-27T23:24:21.447-07:00Capital Radio (One/Two) lyrics - The Clashyes, it's time for the dr. goebbels<br />
show!<br />
<br />
there's a tower in the heart of london<br />
with a radio station right at the top<br />
they don't make the city beat<br />
they're making all the action stop<br />
<br />
a long time ago there were pirates<br />
beaming waves from the sea<br />
but now all the stations are silent<br />
'cos they ain't got a government license<br />
<br />
wanna tell your problems<br />
phone in from your bedsit room<br />
having trouble with your partner<br />
let us all in on the news<br />
<br />
if you wanna hear a record<br />
or get the word from Aidan Day<br />
he picks all the hits to play<br />
to keep you in your place all day<br />
<br />
capital radio<br />
in tune with nothing<br />
don't touch that dialfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-41736621340782245712016-06-27T23:24:00.000-07:002016-06-27T23:24:04.064-07:00Justice Tonight/Kick It Over lyrics - The Clashstay around don't play around<br />
this old town and all<br />
seems like i got to travel on<br />
<br />
a lot of people won't get no supper tonight<br />
justice tonight<br />
<br />
runnin and a hiding tonight<br />
justice tonight<br />
<br />
remember to kick it over<br />
no one will guide you through armegideon time<br />
it's armagideon<br />
it's not christmas time<br />
<br />
a lot of people<br />
a lot of people use a calculator<br />
a lot of people won't get no supper tonight<br />
a lot of people sittin' down by the light<br />
<br />
the battle is gettin hotter<br />
armagideon time<br />
armagideon<br />
<br />
remember to kick it over<br />
armagideon time<br />
<br />
a lot of people ain't got no supper tonight<br />
a lot of people got to stand out backfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-47313310386414726362016-06-27T23:23:00.008-07:002016-06-27T23:23:45.722-07:00Robber Dub lyrics - The ClashMy Daddy was a bankrobber<br />
But he never hurt nobody<br />
He just loved to live that way<br />
And he loved<br />
<br />
Never loved a shovel<br />
Break<br />
<br />
The old man spoke up in a bar<br />
Said I never been in prison<br />
A<br />
<br />
Someday you'll meet your rocking chair<br />
Cos that's where we're spinning<br />
There's<br />
<br />
Yeah<br />
<br />
My daddy was a bankrobber<br />
But he never hurt nobody<br />
He<br />
<br />
Get away, get away<br />
<br />
Money<br />
<br />
He loved to steal your moneyfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-19065671391711106202016-06-27T23:23:00.005-07:002016-06-27T23:23:28.589-07:00Stop The World lyrics - The Clashthe panorama of the city is wrong<br />
in fact the city seems to be gone!<br />
burning rubber and smoke in my eyes<br />
there's a flat burning junkheap<br />
for twenty square miles!<br />
they took it into the nuclear mine<br />
judging by this, they left nothing behind<br />
down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth<br />
now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth<br />
<br />
if i could a ride a train around the city<br />
that holds this as our fate<br />
i'd hide from electro-circuit central<br />
to the shock inducer gate<br />
not forgetting the by-pass<br />
across the washington hooks<br />
through the phones and desks and screens<br />
of the kremlin's crook of crooks<br />
<br />
there's some panel in a circuit board<br />
destination of the override<br />
scanning the wild wind<br />
blowing through the berlin corridor<br />
spotlit in a palace, shielded from dust<br />
malfunction or not, the failsafe is the crux<br />
so far away from us,<br />
shaking with the mystery tears<br />
one lonely night in ladbroke grove<br />
far away in the deserts of omaha!<br />
they got it nailed down-swiss tight!<br />
the bank notes of europe<br />
the emperors and kings<br />
curl in the autumn as the burning of leaves<br />
and i've cleaned my black guitar...franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-54259124235431989062016-06-27T23:23:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:23:09.983-07:00The Magnificent Dance lyrics - The ClashDon't you ever stop<br />
Long enough to start<br />
Take your car out of that gear<br />
<br />
Don't you ever stop<br />
Long enough to start<br />
Get your car out of that gearfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-4013300938150837922016-06-27T23:22:00.008-07:002016-06-27T23:22:43.951-07:00Radio Clash lyrics - The ClashThis is Radio Clash<br />
Stealing all transmissions<br />
Beaming from the mountaintop<br />
Using aural ammunition<br />
<br />
With extreme prejudice<br />
On a terminator mission<br />
This is Radio Clash<br />
Consider your position<br />
<br />
Step it up, get down low<br />
<br />
Breaking news flash<br />
Assassination<br />
The whole country has been shot<br />
<br />
Evil will abate<br />
In Revelation<br />
In the Ministry of Whitewash<br />
<br />
Wait, wait<br />
Don't switch off the death<br />
Yes, we have the latest score<br />
Rebel Islanders: 101 and Home Yard: 44<br />
<br />
This is Radio Clash<br />
And we count your thoughts<br />
When lightning splits the sky in half<br />
Sharper than a sword<br />
<br />
And in the thundercloud<br />
You see another cloud<br />
Bones as big as sticks<br />
Even angels were in hell on the morning of the sixth<br />
<br />
Like buckets of venom in (????)<br />
They've got a master plan<br />
Human wars over there<br />
And we'll come and knock 'em down<br />
<br />
And he reaches the other side first<br />
Gets a job in the dirty old town<br />
And he reaches the other side first<br />
Gets a job in the dirty old town<br />
<br />
This is not free<br />
This is not free Europe<br />
No, no, no, no, no<br />
Nor an armed force network<br />
<br />
This is Radio Clash<br />
Stealing all transmission<br />
Beaming from the mountaintop<br />
Aural ammunition<br />
<br />
A riggy diggy dig dang dang<br />
<br />
This is Radio Clash<br />
Stealing information<br />
By his will as a (???)<br />
Use careful confirmation<br />
<br />
Bribery, extortion<br />
Legal legislation<br />
Security is life indeed<br />
Accept no other explanation<br />
<br />
This is Radio Clash<br />
On pirate satellite<br />
Orbiting your living room<br />
Everybody hold on tightfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-47506048565275511452016-06-27T23:22:00.005-07:002016-06-27T23:22:23.831-07:00First Night Back In London lyrics - The ClashThe mini cab<br />
The driver is black<br />
This time of night<br />
You better sit in the back<br />
<br />
Got a few smokes<br />
Under your hat<br />
The cops are lookin' out<br />
For the petrol on the black<br />
<br />
This time I think<br />
So what the hell<br />
There's that female<br />
I know too well<br />
<br />
Why should I lean<br />
Get out my mind again<br />
I ridin' in the back alone<br />
The stranger rides again<br />
<br />
To see my lovely town<br />
That always brings you down<br />
Where every drifter drifts<br />
For many miles around<br />
<br />
We take a casual drive<br />
For two miles up the road<br />
The cops pull us over<br />
And search right through our clothes<br />
<br />
They give him hell<br />
They check him on the air<br />
I sit there with the drugs in my hair<br />
<br />
As soon as I get home<br />
I call Heathrow<br />
Want a standby fare to Borneo<br />
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franzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-57887307940607740242016-06-27T23:22:00.002-07:002016-06-27T23:22:05.815-07:00Long Time Jerk lyrics - The ClashGonna scrape the trouble off my boots!<br />
<br />
As they were dancing in the evening<br />
And the light shone through the trees<br />
This girl my eye was following<br />
Asked the band to play her a beat<br />
<br />
Singin' she'd do that long time jerk<br />
She hit me where it hurts<br />
Ohhh your heart<br />
Now my heart will burst<br />
Oh no<br />
<br />
Ah, but it took me back to that wonderland<br />
I witnessed long ago<br />
Babbling words of preachers<br />
Sayin'- "Don't bury me no more"<br />
<br />
Ohh...<br />
<br />
And I've forgotten how to worry<br />
And I don't know how to run<br />
Against the odds I realize<br />
This struggle could be won!<br />
<br />
We dance<br />
<br />
Long time jerk<br />
She did it to me first<br />
Ohhh my heart<br />
With that long time jerk<br />
<br />
Ah! Say..... Do that long time jerk.<br />
<br />
Bring on those tapes from the past<br />
They make you look better in a mirror<br />
Feel that long time jerkin'<br />
Between the taker and the giver<br />
<br />
Feel that...<br />
<br />
Long time jerk<br />
She hit me where it hurts<br />
Oh I felt my heart<br />
Now my heart will burst<br />
<br />
I've forgotten how to worry<br />
And I don't know how to run<br />
Against the odds I realize<br />
This struggle could be fun!<br />
<br />
Oh, through lanes and streets and houses<br />
And reversing rush of time<br />
She made me re-invent the world<br />
Before inventing time<br />
(Before inventing time)<br />
<br />
Long time jerk<br />
Oh, she hit me where it hurts<br />
Ohhhhh my heart<br />
Long time jerk<br />
<br />
Long, long, long, long, long<br />
Long time<br />
Long time jerkfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-61561674512148280582016-06-27T23:21:00.003-07:002016-06-27T23:21:45.734-07:00Cool Confusion lyrics - The Clashbetween cool confusion<br />
and kung fu in the car park<br />
could the weekend be losing<br />
that reactive spark<br />
<br />
even in the shebeen<br />
or down in the meat rack<br />
longtime i feel cold<br />
to send cinderella's shoe back<br />
<br />
along the length of the wire<br />
party jam on the line<br />
i can't hear a thing<br />
can't get no number nine<br />
<br />
now we must get in touch<br />
if the night is to burn<br />
someone out there in luck<br />
lend me your star for a turn<br />
<br />
as heroes fix their hair<br />
some are saving their breath<br />
just on the walkways tonight<br />
for a glue bag death<br />
<br />
screens flick in unison<br />
some gaze at the soul<br />
from the tiers and the heights<br />
go for the fifteenth floor stroll<br />
<br />
it's immediately obvious;<br />
anybody star-gilt<br />
would have left this club<br />
way before it was built<br />
<br />
this strikes you so late<br />
as the guy with the broom<br />
sweeps you and the bottles<br />
right out of the room<br />
<br />
now i wash in the factory<br />
confess in the tile house<br />
i don't need to bleed anybody<br />
to strike out<br />
<br />
today my godfather<br />
he sent a note from the jail<br />
said go get 'em kid<br />
but don't get chained to the rail<br />
<br />
between cool confusion<br />
and kung fu in the car park<br />
could the weekend be losing<br />
that romantic spark<br />
<br />
even in the shebeen<br />
or down in the meat rack<br />
long time i feel cold<br />
to send cinderella's shoe backfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275121857825444872.post-19969978744673347212016-06-27T23:21:00.000-07:002016-06-27T23:21:26.560-07:00Mustapha Dance lyrics - The ClashThe sheik he drove his cadillac<br />
<br />
Shareef<br />
Rockin the casbah<br />
Rock<br />
<br />
He thinks it's not kosher<br />
Fundamentally he can't take it<br />
You know he really hates it<br />
Really, really hates itfranzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788273548540844039noreply@blogger.com0