I stayed around don?t played around This old town too long Seems like I got to Travel on A lotta people won't get no supper tonight A lotta people won
Yes, it?s time for the Dr. Gobbles Show There?s this tower in the heart of London With a radio station right at the top They don?t make the city beat
I'm hanging about down the market street I spent a lot of time on my feet When I saw some passing yabbos And we did chance to speak But I knew how to
My daddy was a bankrobber But he never hurt nobody He just loved to live that way And he loved to steal your money Some is rich, and some is poor That
Yes, it's time for The Dr. Gobbles show There's a tower in the heart of London With a radio station right at the top They don't make the city beat They
Police and thieves in the street, oh yeah Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition Police and thieves in the street, oh yeah Fighting the nation
They offered me the office, offered me the shop They said I'd better take anything they'd got Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you
a crap shoot in culture clash city. From all over the world, from your town to mine. They pay the price, to roll the dice, in culture clash city. Trying
Resist, you never could, you never will Bare my soul for a moment of delusion Blame it on the past catching up To take the glory without substance Selling
Rebels on the corner Rebels to the core Got a million dollar question What is livin' for? Hey! man can scratch a livin' In a fat man's city class The
, déballe ton barda Dévoile ce TARBA, déballe ton barda, dévoile ce TARBA ! Sinon c'est l'implosion " CLASH " On finit par "CLASH
of the battle Armies prepare for the last strike Warclash of the titans War of primeval nations Clash of the titans downfall Clash of the titans destruction Clash
stay away, baby The clashes don't come one in a million Here I say, be A.S.A.P Wouldn't bet a dime on me The clashes don't come one in a million Yeah
two sevens clash, it dread Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash, it bitter, bitter, bitter Wat a liiv an bambaie When the two sevens clash
I saw creation Laws of the nature I saw the world with pride I saw the fire Scorching flames of Muspell I saw the darkest tide I seek the wisdom The
This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights all three of them Number one You have the right not to be killed Murder is a crime
Bakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed the money 'cause I had none I fought the law and