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Justice Tonight/Kick it Over The Clash STAY AROUND DON'T PLAY AROUND THIS OLD TOWN AND ALL SEEMS LIKE I GOT TO TRAVEL ON A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO SUPPER TONIGHT JUSTICE TONIGHT RUNNIN AND A HIDING TONIGHT JUSTICE TONIGHT Armagideon Time The Clash STAY AROUND DON'T PLAY AROUND THIS OLD TOWN AND ALL SEEMS LIKE I GOT TO TRAVEL ON A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO SUPPER TONIGHT A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO JUSTICE TONIGHT THE BATTLE IS GETTIN HOTTER IN The Clash Nasum > A cloud of hate draws near tonight I doubt that it will pass So be prepared and stay out of sight Tonight's the night for the clash Society breaks down tonight Streets are coloured red Black rain, If Music Could Talk The Clash Taking cover in the bunker tonight Waiting for Bo Diddley's headlights I feel alright Gotta Fender Stratosphere I can do anything tonight It's in neon lights an' global rights Frank? Corner Soul The Clash Is the music of grove skin rock Soaked in the diesel of was boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for a river of blood? Koka Kola Clash In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision-a clinical precision Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision I get good advice Clampdown The Clash When we're working for the clampdown We will teach our twisted speech To the young believers We will train our blue-eyed men To be young believers The judge said five to ten-but I say double that Justice MIYAVI Dead man in the back street Passers by don’t even look Shady guy robs a family Cops don’t care what he took Tell me where we’re going Because I know that there’s no justice in the world tonight The world Guns of Brixton, The The Clash When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Guns Of Brixton The Clash When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? The Guns Of Brixton The Clash Guns Of Brixton When they kick at your front door How are you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How are you gonna go? Best Night Justice Crew party We came to party See your hands go up and Down Higher and higher we go We might stop will never know Come on lets stank gril Like go go fizz and hands gril Come on lets go Tonight Safe And Sound Justice Man up hold tight Driving dark Head up foot down Speed of sound Time’s up kick start Keep on track Flags out sit back Safe and Sound Man up hold tight Driving dark Head up foot down Speed of Criminal Justice 36 Crazyfists We've got to come down, we're going crazy Feeling so goddamn unsatisfied Where is the justice? Where is the jury? When will we all be set free? Death Or Glory Clash 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 The hands that slap his kids around 'cause Broadway 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 to testify Born in a depression Born out of good luck Radio Clash The Clash This is Radio Clash Stealing all transmissions Beaming from the mountaintop Using aural ammunition With extreme prejudice On a terminator mission This is Radio Clash Consider your position Hate & War The Clash An'' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate...hate...hate... Hate and War The Clash Hate and war - the only things we got today An' if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate...hate...hate... TTHHEE PPAARRTTYY Justice Let me tell you what I do when my day is over After picking the right clothes for about an hour Oooh, I'm turning orange from all the carats around my neck Tonight, I'm takin' out the bling and I'm No Justice Harem Scarem Freedom burns forever in the holy sun It leads us into a battle that's never won Whatever I take Or whatever I give Doesn't seem to matter anymore When there's no (Chorus) Justice in the world No justice Fingerpoppin' The Clash finger points gonna pop tonight Gonna point at the best girl in sight Don't talk shop Fingerpop Don't talk shop Fingerpop Girls, girls round the floor Are you wondering what you came for Why do these Wrong 'Em Boyo The Clash And trample people under your feet Don't you know it is wrong? Drug-Stabbing Time The Clash Drug stabbing time Well I got working on the Ford line A paying off the big fine Drug stabbin' time Drug stabbin' time Is from nine to nine Nobody wantsa user Nobody needs a loser So kick him out Kick it 于湉 we hear our song Hide my face I think you're my girl so feel the wave Let's get dancing, dancing baby Come on over kick it, kick it with me (kick it, kick it) Young and sweet had we all We just can't Kick The Chair Megadeth Dawn breaks evenly today On the truth and the lie All rise, courts in session Were hanging someone high Justice means nothing today Now that the courts are for sale Pick a crime from the menu; Charlie Don't Surf The Clash CHORUS Charlie don't surf and we think he should Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good Charlie don't surf for his hamburger Momma Charlie's gonna be a napalm star Everybody wants to rule Clash City Rockers Saves The Day [Originally by The Clash] I wanna move the town to the clash city rockers ou need a little jump of electrical shockers you better leave town if you only wanna knock us nothing stands the pressure of Complete Control The Clash They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete Spanish Bombs The Clash Spanish songs in Andalucia The shooting sites in the days of '39 Oh, please, leave the vendanna open Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone Bullet holes in the cemetery walls The black cars of the Guardia