di Strummer, Simonon, Jones, Headon
CLASH
They cried the tears, they shed the fears
Up and down the land
They stole guitars or used guitars
So the tape would understand.
Without even
The slightest hope
Of a thousand sales
Just as if
As if there was
Hitsville in UK
I Know the boy was all alone
Till the Hitsville hit UK.
Remember
They say true talent
Will always emerge in time
When lightening hits small wonder
It’s fast rough factory trade
No expense accounts
Or lunch discounts
Or hypeing up the charts
The band went in
And knocked ‘em dead
In two minutes fifty-nine
I know the boy was all alone
Till the Hitsville hit UK
So hit it
…
