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The Clash
The Clash - First night back in London
First night back in London
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The mini cab
The driver is black
This time of night
You better sit in the back
Got a few smokes
Under your hat
The cops are lookin' out
For the petrol on the black
This time I think
So what the hell
There's that female
I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back alone
The stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over
And search right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
As soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
Want a standby fare to Borneo
The mini cab
The driver is black
This time of night
You better sit in the back
Got a few smokes
Under your hat
The cops are lookin' out
For the petrol on the black
This time I think
So what the hell
There's that female
I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back alone
The stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over
And search right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
As soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
Want a standby fare to Borneo
The driver is black
This time of night
You better sit in the back
Got a few smokes
Under your hat
The cops are lookin' out
For the petrol on the black
This time I think
So what the hell
There's that female
I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back alone
The stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over
And search right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
As soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
Want a standby fare to Borneo
The mini cab
The driver is black
This time of night
You better sit in the back
Got a few smokes
Under your hat
The cops are lookin' out
For the petrol on the black
This time I think
So what the hell
There's that female
I know too well
Why should I lean
Get out my mind again
I ridin' in the back alone
The stranger rides again
To see my lovely town
That always brings you down
Where every drifter drifts
For many miles around
We take a casual drive
For two miles up the road
The cops pull us over
And search right through our clothes
They give him hell
They check him on the air
I sit there with the drugs in my hair
As soon as I get home
I call Heathrow
Want a standby fare to Borneo
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