โหลดเพลง mp3 Straight to Hell (Extended Unedited Version [Remastered]) - The Clash

Straight to Hell (Extended Unedited Version) - The 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

There ain't no need for ya

Go straight to hell boys

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
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.

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

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

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Oh Papa-san

Please take me home

There ain't no need for ya

There ain't no need for ya

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

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

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Oh Papa-san

Please take me home

Oh Papa-san

Everybody they wanna go home