(Strummer/Jones) Spanish songs in Andalucia The shooting sites in the days of '39 Oh, please, leave the vendanna open Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone
(C. Alphanso) Stagger Lee met Billy and they go down to gambling Stagger Lee throwed seven Billy said that he throwed eight So Billy said, hey Stagger
have no fear London is drowning-and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, an' go it alone London calling upon
Have No Fear London Is Drowning-And I Live By The River London Calling To The Imitation Zone Forget It, Brother, An' Go It Alone London Calling Upon
London's calling and I'm still yawning but I can't do more than what i'm doing about it I just do what I'm doing London's calling and I'm still yawning
'Cause London is burning and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it brother, you can go at it alone London calling to the
have no fear London is drowning and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, an' go it alone London calling upon
London Calling (Strummer/Jones) London calling to the faraway towns Now that war is declared-and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come
Well sing Michael sing on the route of the 19 bus we hear them sayin' How you get a rude and a reckless? Don't you be so crude and a feckless You been
government's to fall How can you refuse it? Let fury have the hour anger can be power Do you know that you can use it? Voices in your head are calling
{One, two One, two, three, four} Well they were given the grape that go ripe in the sun That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue But they told
Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love an' hate tattooed across the knuckles of his
Well, I got a friend, who's a man (Who's a man) What man? The man Who keeps me from the lonely The only He gives me What I need (What you need?) What
If it's true, a rich man leads a sad life That's what they from day to day Then what do all the poor do with their lives? On Judgment Day, have nothing
The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz I said, "He ain't here, but he sure went past" Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz and they said Sattamassagana for
Elevator going up In the gleaming corridor of the fifty first floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision, a clinical