By The Clash, "It ain't my fault
it's 6' o' clock in the morning"
He
By The Clash, The offered me the office, offered me the shop
They said
By The Clash, CHARLIE DON'T SURF
(THE CLASH)
CHARLIE DON'T SURF AND WE THINK HE
By The Clash, Is the music of grove skin rock
Soaked in the diesel
By The Clash, They cried the tears, they shed the fears
Up and down
By The Clash, *Left Channel*
Make sure!
Taking cover in the bunker tonight
Waiting for Bo
By The Clash, So you're on the floor, at 54
Think you can last
By The Clash, Down the road came a Junco Partner
For he was loaded
By The Clash, I wasn't going that far
The junkie slip!
I said I wasn't
By The Clash, In these days you can get no rice
No razor blades
By The Clash, Summon up the mas! Play on the pan!
Staring dreads are
By The Clash, Now lightning strikes in old New York
It may be dark
By The Clash, So you've got to live up to your name
Or else
By The Clash, Look here!
What d'you think you're
Gonna be doin' next year?
No lie...
How
By The Clash, Come with me. I won't hide
We're going away on
By The Clash, Working for the devil
You'll have to pay his tax
That means
By The Clash, Stop wastin' time
Right
One more breath
One more time in the ghetto
One
By The Clash, Must I get a witness for all this misery?
There's
By The Clash, Well, I'm running
Police on my back
Can you help
By The Clash, I slept as I dreamed of a time long ago
By The Clash, (Instrumental)
By The Clash, Have you ever asked yourself
Who holds the key that winds
By The Clash, Someone lights a cigarette while riding in a car
Some old
By The Clash, They say immigrants steal the hubcaps
Of the respected gentlemen
By The Clash, It's up to you not to heed the call-up
'N'
By The Clash, Start the car lets make a midnight run
Across the river
By The Clash, No Gangboss, no!
We don't want the whip!
As we get weaker...
We
By The Clash, Atom secrets, secret leaflet
Have the boys found the leak yet?
The
By The Clash, Ring! Ring! It's 7 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water
By The Clash, As the floods of God
Wash away sin city
They say it
By The Clash, When I was waiting for your phonecall
The one that never
By The Clash, The towers of London, these crumbling rocks
Reality estates that the
By The Clash, There is a train at Version City
Waiting for the rhythm
By The Clash, Down the road came a Junco Partner
For he was loaded
By The Clash, Oh! Mama Mama look there!
Your children are playing in
