Classic from "The only band that matters"
HQ Version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ3N1z…
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 boy
Go straight to Hell boy
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 papa-san take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you and 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.
Straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san said
You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Hey! Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
and rat poison
The volatile Molotov says-
PSSST…
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA… SI…
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
From Alphabet City All The Way A To Z, Dead, Head
Go straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Straight to Hell
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, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
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
Ain’t no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here
Straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Go straight to Hell, boy
Oh Papa-San
Please take me home
Oh Papa-San
Everybody, they wanna go home now
All lyrics by The Clash