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Straight To Hell - The Clash.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Clash
[00:43.369]If you can play on the fiddle
[00:48.790]How's about a British jig and reel?
[00:53.450]Speaking King's English in quotation
[00:59.397]As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
[01:04.797]Water froze in the generation
[01:15.549]Clear as winter ice
[01:20.551]This is your paradise
[01:24.636]There ain't no need for ya
[01:35.044]Go straight to hell boys
[01:47.090]Y'wanna join in a chorus of the Amerasian blues?
[01:57.489]When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
[02:02.774]Kiddie say papa papa papa papa-san take me home
[02:08.209]See me got photo photo
[02:11.250]Photograph of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
[02:15.262]Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
[02:20.749]Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid.
[02:24.370]It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.
[02:28.851]Straight to hell boy
[02:33.860]Go straight to hell boy
[02:50.160]Oh Papa-san
[02:52.739]Please take me home
[02:55.428]Oh Papa-san
[02:57.083]Everybody they wanna go home
[03:00.331]So Mamma-san says
[03:23.470]You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
[03:28.948]On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
[03:33.860]In Parkland International
[03:37.109]Hah! Junkiedom U.S.A.
[03:44.370]Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove and rat poison
[03:52.289]The volatile Molatov says-
[03:54.846]PSSST...
[03:56.368]HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA...
[03:58.109]VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
[04:00.029]FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD
[04:04.707]Straight to hell
[04:16.554]Can you cough it up loud and strong
[04:20.446]The immigrants they wanna sing all night long
[04:26.410]It could be anywhere
[04:29.415]Most likely could be any frontier any hemisphere
[04:36.819]No man's land
[04:47.113]And there ain't no asylum here
[04:52.071]King Solomon he never lived round here
[04:56.851]Go straight to hell boys
文本歌词
作词 : 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
Go straight to hell boys
Y'wanna join in a chorus of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say 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 boy
Go straight to hell boy
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says
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-
PSSST...
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA...
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD
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
And there ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here
Go straight to hell boys