Stop The World Lyrics - Super Black Market Clash - The Clash

The panorama of the city is wrong 

in fact the city seems to be gone! 

burning rubber and smoke in my eyes 

there's a flat burning junkheap 

for twenty square miles! 

they took it into the nuclear mine 

judging by this, they left nothing behind 

down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth 

now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth 

If I could a ride a train around the city 

that holds this as our fate 

I'd hide from electro-circuit central 

to the shock inducer gate 

not forgetting the by-pass 

across the Washington hooks 

through the phones and desks and screens 

of the kremlin's crook of crooks 

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There's some panel in a circuit board 

destination of the override 

scanning the wild wind 

blowing through the Berlin corridor 

spotlit in a palace, shielded from dust 

malfunction or not, the failsafe is the crux 

so far away from us, 

shaking with the mystery tears 

one lonely night in ladbroke grove 

far away in the deserts of Omaha! 

they got it nailed down-swiss tight! 

the bank notes of Europe 

the emperors and kings 

curl in the autumn as the burning of leaves 

and I've cleaned my black guitar... 

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