Текст песни The Clash - Midnight Log
The Clash - Midnight Log слова песни
Working for the devilYou`ll have to pay his taxThat means going to see himDown among the racksYou don`t believe in himbut he can wait for you.You do his work so fineHe`ll remember youWorried for my friendAs he shows me round the flatWhere I don`t wanna find himHis lips an` eyelids blackHe don`t believe my speechThat lines can and should be drawnLke if he had a shotgunThe barrels would be sawnSwallowed by the riverSwollen by the rainsThat leakin` ol` computerOf fingerprints and namesSwimming in the riverThat floods the neighborhoodI would call to youBut it would do no goodVoting for the lawThat`s the general occupationFirst comes the public safetySecond comes the nationYou won`t believe me nowBut there`s been some illuminationThe wisest cops have realizedThey fucked the operationCooking up the booksA respected occupationThe anchor and foundation of multi-corporationsThey don`t believe in crimeThey don`t know that it existsBut to understandWhat`s right and wrongThe lawyers work in shifts`N speaking of the devilHe ain`t been seen for years`Cept every 20 minsHe zooms between me earsI don`t believe in booksBut I read all the timeFor ciphers to the riddlesAn` reasons to the rhymes