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von The Clash

Rasta: "Hey whotcha! [...] piranah!"
Strummer: "Yup, and the piranah got it."
Rasta: "Yeah well, if it′s a hooligan you want?"
Strummer: "We British will tear upon the street!"
Rasta: "[...] gun you down!"
Strummer: "Well, I don't see you living in Germany!"
Rasta: "Yankee stupefying scheme."
Strummer: "Now, I couldn′t tell [...]"
Rasta: "[...]."

I long for the prairie
Or the wild frontier
We gotta take it to the space age
Graffiti bandit pioneers


Rasta: "Whotcha! I thought I'd go call a taxi."
Strummer: "Well, what you got is a police car!"
Rasta: "Are you gonna [...] cleaning?"
Strummer: "I thought you was a burglar!"
Rasta: "[...]"
Strummer: "I say, I'll say you give her a kiss!"
Rasta: "Lord, I can′t take the pressure!"
Strummer: "Come on, let′s go out get smashed!"

I long for the prairie
Or the wild frontier
We gotta take it to the space age
Graffiti bandit pioneers

I long for the prairie
Or the wild frontier
We gotta take it to the space age
Graffiti bandit pioneers

Rasta: "Hey whotcha! What kind of food for the picnic?"
Strummer: "Hey, don't you worry about our [...] brains?"
Rasta: "[...] obviously, then."
Strummer: "Out there everyday is all the same."
Rasta: "No, I don′t want to turn to plastic."
Strummer: "Why don't you turn your plastic into gold?"
Rasta: "[...]"
Strummer: "Just get your face in a centrefold!"

Rasta: "- 2,3,4 - "


I long for the prairie
Or the wild frontier
We gotta take it to the space age
Graffiti bandit pioneers

I long for the prairie
Or the wild frontier
We gotta take it to the space age
Graffiti bandit pioneers