(The ClashDread)*Left Channel*Make sure!Taking cover in the bunker tonightWaiting for Bo Diddley's headlightsI fe
el alrightGotta Fender StratosphereI can do anything tonightIt's in neon lights an' global rightsFrank? He's on the phoneT
here ain't no German girl outsideBut who cares when its warm inside?With musicSpecial mystery of music tragicallyExchanging
slaves for majestiesModern waves of tragedyPacking a to pience colt pair of shootsA shiny grey mexican suitThe blue eyed t
raffic can sashay by'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit ShanghaiThe kick-out traffic goes creaking byI smash my glass and
shout shanghiMy drummer friend comes shooting byHe said Errol Flynn will never dieOh no! Who am I to question why?And are y
ou lonesome tonightAnd do ya need a country cowboyWho's just thin and tight in thoseBrrrr bus depot jeansWith a squirt resi
stant stud studHey stonerGet over there in the spliffbunker oneBecos London Bridge was sold somehowBut it was too old anyh
owWhen Uncle Sam has broken downWe'll make him down in old JapanSay yeeeWell there ain't no better blendThan Joe Ely and
his Texas MenWhere the wind blowsI ain't seen none like that sceneryYou can see from a bus if you pay the priceWave my arm
s aroundFlag one of those taxi's maybeI saw a girl somewhere somehowForever sticks in my mind somehowI've just got three li
nesAnd a pair of two'sLike a lucky roll of dice that youYou cast*Right Channel*If music could talk!Which meansWhatever
your mind can bringLikethe apple