The Clash First Night Back in London
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Đóng góp: The mini cab
The driver is black
At 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-bomb pack
But this time I think
So what the hell
There's that feeling
That I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back
A lone stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over and search
Right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
Soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
What's the standby fare to Borneo
The driver is black
At 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-bomb pack
But this time I think
So what the hell
There's that feeling
That I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back
A lone stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over and search
Right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
Soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
What's the standby fare to Borneo
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