At The Border, Guy
Lyrics
One, two, one
Line check
One, one
We built the buildings of the new city
Out of the broken down peoples
And we built the new languages
Out of courtesy and velocity
Somebody got to have propulsion
Push the envelope
Extra, extra, read all about it
Common sense makes a comeback
Extra, extra, late in the distant city
There are seventeen burned out cars in the valley
And, "Boom," goes the refinery
Where do nomads go when the Dow Jones falls too low
Crazy world
Lee says forty-nine
We tried to get across the river
Ringo, Bobo, el numero
At Leek gall, Leek town hall tonight
Get me a taxi, goddamn
Take me to a reggae city
I'm always reporting for you
From the dangerous bureau
This is McNally, badge forty-nine, calling in
I'm with Mike Flynn
Taxi, goddamn
Ringo
Writer(s): Scott Shields, Joe Strummer, Martin Slattery, Pablo Cook, Tymonn Dogg
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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