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I wanna move the town to the Clash City Rockers |
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You need a little jump of electrical shockers |
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you better leave town if you only wanna knock us |
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nothing stands the pressure of the Clash City Rockers |
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you see the rate they come down the escalator |
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now listen to the tube train accelerator |
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then you realize that you got to have a purpose |
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or this place is gonna knock you out sooner or later |
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So don't complain |
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about your useless employment |
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jack it in forever tonight |
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so shut your mouth |
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and pretend you enjoy it |
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think of all the money you've got ... |
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And I wanna liquify everybody gone dry |
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or plug into the aerials that poke up in the sky |
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or burn down the suburbs with the half-closed eyes |
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you wont succeed unless you try |
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So don't complain |
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about your useless employment |
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jack it in forever tonight |
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so shut your mouth, |
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and pretend you enjoy it |
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think of all the money you've got ... |
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you owe me a move say the bells of St. groove |
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come on and show me say the bells of old Bowie |
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when I am fitter say the bells of Gary Glitter |
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no one but you and I say the bells of prince far-I |
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no one but you and I say the bells of prince far-I |
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rock rock Clash City Rockers. |
