The Clash Lyrics
The Clash Lyrics
"Clampdown Lyrics"
You My Girl Lyrics
NICK CANNON YEP KJ YEP CALI NICK CAN I DO FOR REAL YEP LET GO (KJ) YO NICK CANNON COME IN AND HE JUST ASK ME WE STILL KEEP SHARP CRESES ON THE KAHKIS THIS MICROPHONE KEEPS ME UP STILL ON YOU COULD TAKE ME OUT THE BOOTH BUT THE
NICK CANNON YEP KJ YEP CALI NICK CAN I DO FOR REAL YEP LET GO (KJ) YO NICK CANNON COME IN AND HE JUST ASK ME WE STILL KEEP SHARP CRESES ON THE KAHKIS THIS MICROPHONE KEEPS ME UP STILL ON YOU COULD TAKE ME OUT THE BOOTH BUT THE
(Strummer/Jones)
1-2-3-4!
Hey, hey!
Ooh!
the kingdom is ransacked
the jewels all taken back
and the chopper descends
they're hidden in the back
with a message on a half-baked tape
with the spool going round
saying im back here in this place
and i could cry
and there's smoke you could click on
What are we gonna do now?
Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
’Cos working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we're working
Pray for Me Lyrics
(Rob Crosby/Allen Shamblin) He had a bottle in his left hand an old Bible in his right I thought now there's a sinner when he asked me for a light He hit me for a dollar I just turned and walked away I was feeling high and mighty when I heard him sa
for the clampdown(Rob Crosby/Allen Shamblin) He had a bottle in his left hand an old Bible in his right I thought now there's a sinner when he asked me for a light He hit me for a dollar I just turned and walked away I was feeling high and mighty when I heard him sa
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers
The judge said five to ten but I say double that again
I'm not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D'you know that you can use it?
The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there's
Thug For Life Lyrics
[Intro:Tupac Talking] HAHA Thug for life nigga Can't you read the signs? ay fuck it man [Verse 1:2Pac] Pop it like a muthafuckin' stark Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked of, liquor Get loaded can't control it nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
It's the best years of your life they want to steal
You grow up and you calm down and
You're working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown and
You're working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now
In these days of evil presidentes
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Yeah I’m working hard in Harrisburg
Working hard in Petersburg
Working for the clampdown
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong
Begging to be melted down
Gitalong, gitalong
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And I give away no secrets – ha!
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[Intro:Tupac Talking] HAHA Thug for life nigga Can't you read the signs? ay fuck it man [Verse 1:2Pac] Pop it like a muthafuckin' stark Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked of, liquor Get loaded can't control it
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
It's the best years of your life they want to steal
You grow up and you calm down and
You're working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown and
You're working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now
In these days of evil presidentes
A Symphony In Moonlight And Nightmares Lyrics
[Opus 1: Veiled with Threads one Age before] Grief and dread lurk In this land of moodiness Throe amd agony reign In my pallid body Forlorn alone in solitude And depressed without her I feel how I fade No one can avoid this spell Col
Working for the clampdown[Opus 1: Veiled with Threads one Age before] Grief and dread lurk In this land of moodiness Throe amd agony reign In my pallid body Forlorn alone in solitude And depressed without her I feel how I fade No one can avoid this spell Col
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Yeah I’m working hard in Harrisburg
Working hard in Petersburg
Working for the clampdown
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong
Begging to be melted down
Gitalong, gitalong
Work
Work
And I give away no secrets – ha!
Work
More work
Work
Work