Letras:
Broadway

: (Eddy Grant) Well I'm running police on my back I've been hiding police on my back There was a shooting police on my back And the victim well he

: (The Clash) It's up to you not to heed the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who

to Old Hounslow Just thought I'd mention the new extention That run's down the 59th street intersection Did you hear the news y'all? London Town on the Broadway

: (Ed Cobb) Every little bit hurts Every little bit hurts Every night I cry Every night I sigh Every night I wonder why You treat me cold But I can'

: (The Clash) Someone lights a cigarette While riding in a car Some ol' guy takes a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night No-one

: (The Clash) CLASH LYRICS / ALLEN GINSBERG LYRICS / DO THE WORM ON THE ACCROPOLIS / SLAMDANCE THE COSMOPOLIS / ENLIGHTEN THE POPULACE HUNGRY DARKNESS

: (The Clash) "It ain't my fault It's 6 'o'clock in the morning" He said As he came up out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum, He began

: (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

: (Strummer/Jones) One emotion It's all over the place You let it get out It cuts in your face One emotion Back of a shop Everybody wants what the