Lirik Lagu If Music Could Talk - The Clash
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
(The Clash/Dread)
*Left Channel*Make sure!Taking cover in the bunker tonightWaiting for Bo Diddley's headlightsI feel alrightGotta Fender StratosphereI can do anything tonightIt's in neon lights an' global rightsFrank? He's on the phoneThere ain't no German girl outsideBut who cares when its warm inside?With musicSpecial mystery of music tragicallyExchanging slaves for majestiesModern waves of tragedyPacking a to pience colt pair of shootsA shiny grey mexican suitThe blue eyed traffic can sashay by'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit ShanghaiThe kick-out traffic goes creaking byI smash my glass and shout shanghiMy drummer friend comes shooting byHe said Errol Flynn will never dieOh no! Who am I to question why?And are you lonesome tonightAnd do ya need a country cowboyWho's just thin and tight in thoseBrrrr bus depot jeansWith a squirt resistant stud studHey stoner
Get over there in the spliffbunker oneBecos London Bridge was sold somehowBut it was too old anyhowWhen Uncle Sam has broken downWe'll make him down in old JapanSay yeee
Well there ain't no better blendThan Joe Ely and his Texas MenWhere the wind blowsI ain't seen none like that sceneryYou can see from a bus if you pay the price
Wave my arms aroundFlag one of those taxi's maybeI saw a girl somewhere somehowForever sticks in my mind somehowI've just got three linesAnd a pair of two'sLike a lucky roll of dice that youYou cast
*Right Channel*If music could talk!Which meansWhatever your mind can bringLikethe apple fell off the treePah! Fell right on his headYeah many years ago
There was a man who saidI am a shamanA voodoo shamanGot in trouble so he's going outMixing up and Haiti! Oh!And the cricketsBuddy H
*Left Channel*Make sure!Taking cover in the bunker tonightWaiting for Bo Diddley's headlightsI feel alrightGotta Fender StratosphereI can do anything tonightIt's in neon lights an' global rightsFrank? He's on the phoneThere ain't no German girl outsideBut who cares when its warm inside?With musicSpecial mystery of music tragicallyExchanging slaves for majestiesModern waves of tragedyPacking a to pience colt pair of shootsA shiny grey mexican suitThe blue eyed traffic can sashay by'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit ShanghaiThe kick-out traffic goes creaking byI smash my glass and shout shanghiMy drummer friend comes shooting byHe said Errol Flynn will never dieOh no! Who am I to question why?And are you lonesome tonightAnd do ya need a country cowboyWho's just thin and tight in thoseBrrrr bus depot jeansWith a squirt resistant stud studHey stoner
Get over there in the spliffbunker oneBecos London Bridge was sold somehowBut it was too old anyhowWhen Uncle Sam has broken downWe'll make him down in old JapanSay yeee
Well there ain't no better blendThan Joe Ely and his Texas MenWhere the wind blowsI ain't seen none like that sceneryYou can see from a bus if you pay the price
Wave my arms aroundFlag one of those taxi's maybeI saw a girl somewhere somehowForever sticks in my mind somehowI've just got three linesAnd a pair of two'sLike a lucky roll of dice that youYou cast
*Right Channel*If music could talk!Which meansWhatever your mind can bringLikethe apple fell off the treePah! Fell right on his headYeah many years ago
There was a man who saidI am a shamanA voodoo shamanGot in trouble so he's going outMixing up and Haiti! Oh!And the cricketsBuddy H
