الأغاني:
The Clash Broadway

He's in love with rock 'n' roll, woah He's in love with getting stoned, woah He's in love with Janie Jones, woah She don't like his boring job no He'

(The Clash) "It ain't my fault It's 6 'o'clock in the morning" He said As he came up out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum, He began

ترجمة: صراع. الفرص الوظيفية [اشتباك في النسخة التجريبية برودواي].

: (Eddy Grant) Well I'm running police on my back I've been hiding police on my back There was a shooting police on my back And the victim well he

: (The Clash) It's up to you not to heed the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who

: (The Clash) Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I wanna talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this

: (Ed Cobb) Every little bit hurts Every little bit hurts Every night I cry Every night I sigh Every night I wonder why You treat me cold But I can'

: (The Clash) Someone lights a cigarette While riding in a car Some ol' guy takes a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night No-one

: (The Clash) CLASH LYRICS / ALLEN GINSBERG LYRICS / DO THE WORM ON THE ACCROPOLIS / SLAMDANCE THE COSMOPOLIS / ENLIGHTEN THE POPULACE HUNGRY DARKNESS