The Clash - London's Burning Lyrics
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London's Burning
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What Are The Lyrics For London's Burning By The Clash?
London's burning
London's burning All across the town, all across the night Everybody's driving with full headlights Black or white, you turn it on, you face the new religion Everybody's sitting 'round watching television London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine I'm up and down the Westway, in and out the lights What a great traffic system, it's so bright I can't think of a better way to spend the night Than speeding around underneath the yellow lights London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine Now I'm in the subway and I'm looking for the flat This one leads to this block, this one leads to that The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine London's burning with boredom now London's burning dial nine-nine-nine-nine-nine London's burning |
Who Wrote London's Burning By The Clash?
Joe Strummer, Mick Jones, Paul Simonon, Topper Headon
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What's The Duration Of The London's Burning By The Clash?The duration of London's Burning is 2:03 minutes and seconds. |
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