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London calling to the faraway towns. Now war is declared and battle come down. London calling to the underworld. Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls. London calling, now don't look to us.
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It is you, you, you. (Oh yeah). It is you, you, you. (Oh yeah) I said a pressure drop, oh pressure, oh pressure's gonna drop on you. (Oh yeah). I said a pressure drop, oh pressure, oh pressure's
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Oh! Mama, Mama look there. Your children are playing in that street again. Don't you know what happened down there?. A youth of fourteen got shot down there. The Kokane guns of Jamdown town. The
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You know he heard the drums of war. When the past was a closing door The drums beat into the jungle floor Past was always a closing door. Closing door Rain on the leaves and the soldiers sing. You
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there are no lyrics. Mensforth Hill is simply "something about england". backwards.
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The high street shops are boarded up. An' the terrace it is fenced in. See through shields are walled across. The way that you came in. But there's no need to get excited. As the lorries bring th
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Down the road came a Junco Partner. For he was loaded as can be. He was knocked out, knocked out loaded. He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singing six. Six Well, I would have me a great deal o
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Bài hát Spanish Bombs - The Clash. Spanish songs in Andalucia. The shooting sites in the days of '39. Oh, please, leave the vendanna open. Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone. Bullet holes in the
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I wasn't going that far. The junkie slip!. I said I wasn't doin' it. The junkie slip!. Yea thought I'd find a rhythm in the junkie town. Thought I'd find a rhythm when the junkies hang around Tho
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Down the road came a Junco Partner. Boy, he was loaded as can be. He was knocked out, knocked out loaded. He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singing six months ain't no sentence. Yeah and one y
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Down the road came a Junco Partner. For he was loaded as can be. He was knocked out, knocked out loaded. He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singing six. Six Well, I would have me a great deal o
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He's in love with rock'n'roll, woah. He's in love with gettin' stoned, woah. He's in love with Janie Jones, woah. He don't like his boring job, no He's in love with rock'n'roll, woah. He's in love
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Standing in the bog of a west end bar. Guy on the right leaning over too far. Money in my pocket gonna put it in the slot. Open up the pack see what type I got I didn't want to hold you. I didn't
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Down the road came a Junco Partner. Boy, he was loaded as can be. He was knocked out, knocked out loaded. He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singing six months ain't no sentence. Yeah and one y
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White riot, I want to riot. White riot, a riot of my own. White riot, I want to riot. White riot, a riot of my own Black man gotta lotta problems. But they don't mind throwing a brick. White peop
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Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun. That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue. But they told no one where they had begun. Four horsemen They were given all the foods of
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I stayed around dont played around. This old town too long. Seems like I got to. Travel on A lotta people won't get no supper tonight. A lotta people won't get no justice tonight. The battle is g
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Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun. That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue. But they told no one where they had begun. Four horsemen They were given all the foods of
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Starved in metropolis. Hooked on necropolis. Addict of metropolis. Do the worm on the accropolis. Slamdance the cosmopolis. Enlighten the populace Hungry darkness of living. Who will thirst in t
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The soldier boy for his soldier's pay, obeys. The sergeant at arms, whatever he says. The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey. The captains until his dying day. The captain will, for his ca
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Between cool confusion. Kung fu in the car park. Could the weekend be losing. That reactive spark Even in the Shebeen. Or down in the meat rack. Longtime I feel cold. To send Cinderellas shoe ba
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Is the music of grove skin rock. Soaked in the diesel of war boys war?. Blood, black gold and the face of a judge. Is the music calling for a river of blood? Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso. Spre
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We met when we were at school. Never took no * from no one, we weren't fools. The teacher says we're dumb, we're only having fun. You know we piss on everyone in the classroom When we got thrown ou
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No! Gangboss no!. We don't want the whip!. As you get weaker We don't want no gangboss. We want to equalize. We gang, we want to equalize till No! Gangboss no!. We don't want the whip! As you get
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Spanish songs in Andalucia. The shooting sites in the days of '39. Oh, please, leave the vendanna open. Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone. Bullet holes in the cemetery walls. The black cars of the
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I wasn't going that far. The junkie slip!. I said I wasn't doin' it. The junkie slip!. Yea thought I'd find a rhythm in the junkie town. Thought I'd find a rhythm when the junkies hang around Tho
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