Тексты песен «Clash»

Every little bit hurts Every little bit hurts Every night I cry Every night I sigh Every night I wonder why You treat me cold But I can't let you go Every little (???) Every little (???) Say you're coming home But you...

This here finger of mine Is gonna point to the beat, right on time This finger points in a brand new dance This finger points for a new romance This here finger's got no ring It'll point at anything This finger points...

The mini cab The driver is black This time of night You better sit in the back Got a few smokes Under your hat The cops are lookin' out For the petrol on the black This time I think So what the hell There's that...

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 al lthe foods of vanity And all the...

Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective People ringing up making offers for my life But I just wanna stay in the garage all night We're a garage band We come from...

Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective People ringing up making offers for my life But I just wanna stay in the garage all night We're a garage band We come from...

I would love to be the lucky one on Chill Avenue Who could keep your hear warm when ice has turned it blue But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night I'm looking back for home and I can see the...

Starved in Magalopolis Hooked on Megalopolis Addict of Metropolis Do the worm on Metropolis Slam dance Cosmopolis Enlighten the populace Hungry darkness of living Who will thirst in the pit? She spent a life-time...

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 the bacon in 'Cos the...

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 the bacon in 'Cos the...

When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting in death row You can crush...

I swear by Almighty God To tell the whole truth And nothing but the truth Guns guns They torture all the women and children Then they've put the men to the gun 'Cos across the human frontier Freedom's always on the run...

Hate and war - the only things we got today An' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate...hate...hate... The hate of a nation A million miles from home An' get war...

Hate and war - the only things we got today An' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate...hate...hate... The hate of a nation A million miles from home An' get war...

Well, I got a friend who's a man What man? The man who keeps me from the lovely He gives me what I need What you need? What you got? I need it all so badly CHORUS Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want...

My mind say stop, my heart say go My heart say kill, my mind say no I don't know, which way should I choose? Well I know a man, he's my friend But he steals from a family of friends But I could never tell that man...

They cried the tears, they shed the fears, Up and down the land, They stole guitars or used guitars - So the tape would understand, Without even the slightest hope of a 1000 sales Just as if, as if there was, a...

Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won [x2] I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won [x2] I left my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run She's the best girl...

If it's true that a rich man lead s a sad life N' that's what they from day to day Then what do all the poor do with their lives? Have nothing to say on judgment day? I've been beat up, I've been thrown Out but I'm not...

Yankee soldier He wanna shoot some skag He met it in Cambodia But now he can't afford a bag Yankee dollar talk To the dictators of the world In fact it's giving orders An' they can't afford to miss a word I'm so bored...