Текст песни The Clash - Death or glory

Now every cheap hood Strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love 'n' hate tattooed Across the knuckles of his hands Hands that slap his kids around Cause they don't understand how Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story 'N' every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n' roll Grabs the mike to tell us He'll die before he's sold But I believe in this and it's been tested by research He who fucks nuns will later join the church Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Fear in the gun sights They say "Lie low" You say "Ok" Don't wanna play a show No other thinking Was it death or glory now? Playin' the blues of kings Sure looks better now Death or glory just another story Death or glory just another story From every dingy basement on every dingy street Every dragging hand clap over every dragging beat That's just the beat of time the beat that must go on If you've been trying for years We already heard your song Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory just another story Gotta launch long way Fight a long time Get to travel over mountains Got to travel over seas We gonna fight your brother We gonna fight til you lose We gonna raise trouble We gonna raise hell We gonna fight your brother Raise hell Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory just another story Death or glory becomes just another story
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