Текст песни The Clash - Car Jamming
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Tonight they`re closing up the worldN` sweeping smoke from cigarettesAnd what is that funky multi-nationalAnthem rocking from a thousandKing Kong cassette decksThen this shyboy from MissouriBoots blown off in a `60s warRiding aluminium crutchesNow he knows the welfare kindness n`Agent Orange color blindnessAs he works from door to doorThe violence in the carpetsThe arrows of his wifeDrives the slum-bum dwellerTo grind his hunting knifeIn homesteads of cigar box-radiosHive like beesThe body in the iceBox has no date for freeeeezeCHORUSIn a car jamSelling is what selling sellsBut only saints of the 7 avenues can sellThe hellsFanning the drug afflicted leperizing zoneOnce inisde the executiveit never leaves his homeGorillas drag their victimsHyenas try to sueSnakes find grass in concreteThere is no city zooVentilation units where towersMeet the streetsThe ragged stand in bagsSoaking heat up through their feetThis was the only kindnessAnd it was accidental tooCHORUSNow shaking single engined planesTraffik-king stereos from CubaBuzzed the holy zealot massAnd drowned out Missa LubaAnd drowned out Missa LubaI thought I saw Lauren BacallI thought I saw Lauren BacallI swearHey fellasLauren BacallIn a car jamYeah I don`t believe itIn a car jamare you positively absolutely?CHORUS