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All the young punks (new boots and contracts)

par The Clash

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Hanging About Down The Market Street

I Spent A Lot Of Time On My Feet
When I Saw Some Passing Yabbos
We Did Chance To Speak

I Knew How To Sing
Y´ Know An
They Knew How To Pose
An´ One Of Them Had A Les Paul
Heart Attack Machine

All The Young Punks
Laugh Your Life
Cos There Ain´t Much To Cry For
All The Young Cunts
Live It Now
Cos There Ain´t Much To Die For

Everybody Wants To Bum
A Ride On The Rock ´N´ Roller Coaster
And We Went Out
Got Our Name In Small Print On The Poster
Of Course We Got A Manger
Though He Ain´t The Mafia
A Contract Is A Contract
When They Get ´Em Out On Yer

You Gotta Drag Yourself To Work
Drag Yourself To Sleep
You´re Dead From The Neck Up
By The Middle Of The Week

Face Front You Got The Future Shining
Like A Piece Of Gold
But I Swear As We Get Closer
It Look More Like A Lump Of Coal
But It´s Better Than Some Factory
Now That´s No Place To Waste Your Youth
I Worked There For A Week Once
I Luckily Got The Boot
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