Текст песни Joe Strummer and The Mescaleros - Nitcomb
Joe Strummer and The Mescaleros - Nitcomb слова песни
Gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of meCos I just realized that it was meant to beAnd I`m singing to all the torn betting slipsFlying around my feetI`m talking to all the chewing gumThat`s stuck everywhere on the streetAnd they`re ringing the bells all over the city on a Saturday nightNobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alrightCos it`s gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of meCos I just realized that it was meant to beI`m standing at the sale of the shoes of bankrupt menI just had to buy a pair to show I can live againThey`re ringing the bells all over the city on a Saturday nightNobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alrightIt`s gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of meCos I just realized that it was meant to beAnd they`re banging on the sheets of metal, sheets of goldAnd these were the finest shoes that were ever soldRaining on roofs, raining on drumsLove buys a six-pack and gives it to the bumsThey`re ringing on the bells in the city on a Saturday nightNobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alright