Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros
At The Border, Guy
We built the buildings of the new cityOut of the broken down peoplesAnd we built the new languagesOut of courtesy and velocitySomebody got to have propulsionPush the envelopeExtra, extra - read all about itCommon sense makes a comebackExtra, extra - late in the distant cityThere are seventeen burned out cars in the valleyAnd, "Boom," goes the refineryWhere do nomads go when the Dow Jones falls too lowCrazy worldLee says forty nineWe tried to get across the riverRingo, Bobo, el numero - holy cowAt Leek town hall tonightGet me a taxi, godamnTake me to a reggae cityI'm always reporting for youIn the dangerous bureauThis is McNally, badge forty-nine, calling inI'm with Mike FlynnTaxi, godamnRingo
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