Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: The Clash
As the floods of God. Wash away sin city. They say it was written. In the page of the Lord. But I was looking. For that great jazz note. That destroyed. The walls of Jericho. The winds of fear. Whip away the sickness. The.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: 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 can remember. Somebody got murdered. Goodbye, for keeps, forever. Somebody got.
Tác giả: Nhac Ngoại
Ca sĩ: The Clash
The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz. I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past. Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz Sattamassagana for Jimmy Dread. *** off his ears and chop off his head. Police came looking for Jimmy Jazz.