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There's no Garageland no more, only memories spread across the floor. To the sound of the guns of Brixton we were fighting complete control. We felt like we were prisoners in our save European home. We had 48 hours at the weekends to have a little riot of our own. The cities of the dead were burning bright and Johnny came marching home. There's no Garageland no more. We're left with memories lying on the floor. (Did you believe what they said?) Hear the sound of hate and war. Death or Glory - we survived it all. (No more riot on the Westway.) It seemed so good to be alive and to dream of better times. You gave us hope and we had enough rope. We were ready for the fight but rebellion turned to money. As soon as the sun went down, up all night we were flying high Letras de canciones'til we got the wake-up call. There's no Garageland no more. We're left with memories lying on the floor. (Did you believe what they said?) Hear the sound of hate and war. Death or Glory - we survived it all From Letras Mania