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