- The Clash Broadway 歌词
- The Clash
- "It ain't my fault it's 6' o' clock in the morning",
He said as he came up out of the night
When he found I had no coins to bum
He began to testify
Born in a depression
Born out of good luck
Born into misery
In the back of a truck
I'm telling you this mister
Don't be put off by looks
I've been in the ring and I took those right hooks
Yeah! Tight hooks
Oh the loneliness
Used to knock me out harder than the rest
And I've worked for breakfast
And I ain't had no lunch
Been on delivery and received every punch, yeah
Suddenly I noticed that it weren't quite the same
Feel different one morning
Maybe it was the rain
But everywhere I looked all over the city
They're runnin' in an out of the bars
Someone stopped for a pick-up driving one of those cars
Ya see I always wanted one of those cars
Long black 'n' shiny an' pull up to the bars
Honk your horn, put down your windows, push yer button
Hear it coming in
Yeah, you can say I can see the light
Roll!Forward! Drive! Green lights! Green lights!
Intersection city coming
A running comeback
Home I run back not that strong now
Oh!Yes who's there now, can I help you?
Calling Intel station light
Did you put your money in?
Did you put your money in?
Yes I put it in, yes I put it in
I can see the light, yeah yeah yeah, go go go
It say go, I say go, she say go, so we say go
'Cause I can see the light
All night, tonight, this night, right now
Coming on, coming on, forward motion
Across the ocean, and up the hills
Yeah, boys let's strike for the hills
While that petrol tank is full
Gimme a push, gimme a pull
Gimme a lamb gimme a mule
Gimme a donkey or gimme a horse
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Down the avenue, down the avenue
Oh, so fine in style
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