Текст песни The Clash - Jail Guitar Doors
The Clash - Jail Guitar Doors слова песни
(Strummer/Jones)Let me tell you `bout Wayne and his deals ofcocaineA little more every dayHolding for a friend till the band do wellThen the D.E.A. locked him awayClang clang, go the jail guitar doorsBang bang, go the boots on the floorCry cry, for your lonely mother`s sonClang clang, go the jail guitar doorsAn` I`ll tell you `bout Pete, didn`t want no fameGave all his money away"Well there`s something wrong, it`ll be good for you, son"And so they certified him insaneAnd then there`s Keith, waiting for trialTwenty-five thousand bailIf he goes down you won`t hear his soundBut his friends carry on anywayFuck `em!Jail guitar doors54/46 was my numberJail guitar doorsRight now someone else has that number