Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros Lyrics
Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros Lyrics
"Willesden To Cricklewood Lyrics"
(Get Your Kicks On) Route 66 Lyrics
If you ever plan to motor west Take my way that's the highway that's the best, Get your kicks on route 66. Well, it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than 2000 miles of motorway, Get your
If you ever plan to motor west Take my way that's the highway that's the best, Get your kicks on route 66. Well, it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than 2000 miles of motorway, Get your
From Willesden to Cricklewood
I tell you the town looked good
Walking lonely avenues
Where rhinestone cowboys find the blues
There's people in doing their thing
Gettin' all the mozzarella in
And the passing time and phassing moons
Words flying in cloudy rooms
Plastic bags, milk and eggs
The poor old crone's got aching legs
How I would love to speak
To everybody on the street
Ju
TRAMP ON THE STREET Lyrics
Jesus, He died on Calvary's tree Nails in His hands and nails in His feet. Mary, she rocked Him, her little Baby to sleep. But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street. Only a poor m
st for once to break the rulesJesus, He died on Calvary's tree Nails in His hands and nails in His feet. Mary, she rocked Him, her little Baby to sleep. But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street. Only a poor m
I know it would be so cool
From Willesden to Cricklewood
From Willesden to Cricklewood
From Willesden to Cricklewood
Come with me and be no good
Be a mad man on the street
Sing something out like reet petite
Let's hip-hop at traffic lights
Ten thumbs up and smilin' bright
Crossing all the great divides
Color, age and heavy vibes
From Wil
DAYTIME DRAMA Lyrics
Day by day Hour by hour What haunts my nighttime Sharts my daylight Even good friends Have no answers Beautiful stars You don't want a hard patch Just a few facts It's use and
lesden to CricklewoodDay by day Hour by hour What haunts my nighttime Sharts my daylight Even good friends Have no answers Beautiful stars You don't want a hard patch Just a few facts It's use and
I tell you the town looked good
From Willesden to Cricklewood
From Willesden to Cricklewood
Oh, let's go down to Al Rashid's
All the Aussie lagers are on me
Now you've got the Absinthe out
Your old mother, she wants a stout
From Willesden to Cricklewood
As I went it all looked good
Thought about my babies grown
Thought about going home
Thought about w
Donny X Lyrics
[Instrumental] Quiet... Still... You feel there's nothing going on Until you release The space behind your eyes Is filling up with something like peace Your thoughts se
hat's done is done[Instrumental] Quiet... Still... You feel there's nothing going on Until you release The space behind your eyes Is filling up with something like peace Your thoughts se
We're alive and that's the one
From Willesden to Cricklewood
From Willesden to Cricklewood
Oh, let's go down to Al Rashid's
All the Aussie lagers are on me
Now you've got the Absinthe out
Your old mother, she wants a stout
From Willesden to Cricklewood
I tell you the town looked good
From Willesden to Cricklewood
From Willesden to Cricklewood