Joe Strummer - Boogie With Your Children Lyrics

Boogie with your children
In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye
To the Lord above
Souls that never wear
Are shoes that last forever
I'm yelling at my children
The straightjacket express
I need to find an atom of love
Inside this mess
I, I want to groove
Selling refrigeration
From door to door
Called the signifying monkey
About the killing floor
Grooving in a state of mind
Can you spare a dime?
Boogie with your children
In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye
To the Lord above
I do believe that you all don't hear me
Grooving in a state of mind
Brother can you spare a dime?
Talking down the street
I'm walking in my sleep
Boogie with your children
Why don't you boogie with your children baby?
Boogie with your children In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye to the lord above
High high in the sky
You feet won't feel far from the ground
Well I wait by the signal
Where the traffic go right
You think I'm waiting for a quarter
And you might be right
Well I watch 'em brake and accelerate
Then I watch 'em smash into the interstate
I do believe that you don't hear me
Boogie with your children In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye to the Lord above

Boogie with your children
In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye
To the Lord above
Souls that never wear
Are shoes that last forever
I'm yelling at my children
The straightjacket express
I need to find an atom of love
Inside this mess
I, I want to groove
Selling refrigeration
From door to door
Called the signifying monkey
About the killing floor
Grooving in a state of mind
Can you spare a dime?
Boogie with your children
In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye
To the Lord above
I do believe that you all don't hear me
Grooving in a state of mind
Brother can you spare a dime?
Talking down the street
I'm walking in my sleep
Boogie with your children
Why don't you boogie with your children baby?
Boogie with your children In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye to the lord above
High high in the sky
You feet won't feel far from the ground
Well I wait by the signal
Where the traffic go right
You think I'm waiting for a quarter
And you might be right
Well I watch 'em brake and accelerate
Then I watch 'em smash into the interstate
I do believe that you don't hear me
Boogie with your children In peace and love
Sing Marvin Gaye to the Lord above