Straight To Hell Lyrics - Combat Rock - The Clash

If you can play on the fiddle 

How's about a British jig and reel? 

Speaking King's English in quotation 

As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust 

Water froze 

In the generation 

Clear as winter ice 

This is your paradise 

There ain't no need for ya 

There ain't no need for ya 

Go straight to hell boys 

Go straight to hell boys 

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Kiddie say papa papa papa papa papa-san take me home 

See me got photo, photo, photograph of you 

And mamma mamma mamma-san 

Of you and mamma mamma mamma-san 

Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid 

It ain't coca-cola it's rice 

Straight to hell boys 

Go straight to hell boy 

Go straight to hell boys 

Go straight to hell boys 

Oh papa-san 

Please take me home 

Oh papa-san 

Everybody they wanna go home 

So mamma-san says 

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"You wanna play mind-crazed banjo 

On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A? 

In Parkland international 

Hah, Junkiedom U.S.A 

Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove 

And rat poison" 

The volatile Molatov says 

Straight to hell 

Can you cough it up loud and strong 

The immigrants, they wanna sing all night long 

It could be anywhere 

Most likely could be any frontier 

Any hemisphere 

No man's land 

There ain't no asylum here 

King Solomon he never lived 'round here 

Straight to hell boy 

Go straight to hell boy 

Go straight to hell boys 

Go straight to hell boys