Founds total 12 songs
Life Is Wild
Hey anybody got a cigarette?. . Has anybody got a cigarette. Haven't you declared a disaster zone. Ho! Your car is a total wreck. And I just can't go back home.
Fingerpoppin'
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.
Dirty Punk
Gonna be a dirty punk. Gonna rock your neighborhood. Do the sound of rebel funk. Turn it up loud like it should. . I could hear your momma scream. She's gonna waste herself away.
Dictator
Yes, I am the dictator. The more guns I got, the better. Yes, I am the liquidator. I carry that old biretta. . You know there once was freedom. And you know how dangerous that can be.
Cool Under Heat
Rebels on the corner. Rebels to the core. Got a million dollar question. What is livin' for?. . Hey! man can scratch a livin'. In a fat man's city class.
Are You Red..y
Are you ready for. Are you ready for. War. War. War. . High above the satellites. View the earth. (? ) nights. Europe switches off those lights. . Are you ready for.
We Are The Clash
Punk rockers, hip-hoppers. Brit poppers, show stoppers. Beboppers, hair droppers. Are you ready to sing?. . Right wing, left wing. I want something. To see me through (? ).
Three Card Trick
Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years. Dragging my spirit back deep into the dungeon again. Bring back crucification, cry the moral death's head legion.
This Is England
I hear a gang fire on a human factory farm. Are they howling out or doing somebody harm. On a catwalk jungle somebody grabbed my arm. A voice spoke so cold it matched the weapon in her palm.
Play To Win
Voice: hey (? ) piranah. Joe: yup and the piranah got it. V: yeah, well if it's hooligan you want. J: we british will tear upon the street. V: (? ). J: I see you've lived in germany..
North And South
And so we say. We ain't got life. Don't want a cardboard cut-out. Don't want a plastic knife. . Now I know, time can march. With it's chargin' feet. Now I know, words are only cheap.
Movers And Shakers
The boy stood in the burning slum. Better times had to come. Fate lay in the hands that clap. The muscles that move and the power that raps. . He went up on money street.
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