Ainda dentro das comemorações que inventei para os 35 anos do London Calling, que comecei aqui.
É comum dizer que o punk não tem o que dizer. Bem, uma checada nos versos preferidos deste ábum seminal talvez ajude.
Tentei sempre fugir do refrão ou coisas próximas a isso. E foi fácil. (London Calling : "London is drowning and I live by the river")
Faltam algumas músicas, de propósito.
London Calling ::
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
Jiimy Jazz :
Cut off his ears and chop off his head Police came looking for Jimmy Jazz
Hateful ::
This year I've lost some friends Some friends? What friends? I dunno, I ain't even noticed
Rudie can't Fail ::
I know that my life make you nervous
Spanish Bombs :
Spanish bombs, yot' quierro y finito Yote querda, oh ma corazon
The Right Profile :
ARRRGHHHGORRA BUH BHUH DO ARRRRGGGGHHHHNNNN!!!!
Lost in the Supermarket::
I wasn't born so much as I fell out Nobody seemed to notice me
Wrong 'Em Boyo ::
But if you must lie and deceit And trample people under your feet Don't you know it is wrong
Death or Glory ::
That he who fucks nun will later join the church
Koka Kola :
Koke adds life where there isn't any
Lover's Rock
'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes And he can make a lover in a thousand go's
I'm not Down ::::::
It goes down and down and hit the floor Down and down and down some more
Revolution Rock ::
Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock
Train in Vain ::
You can stand by me You're not alone
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