ترانه:
Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros

Sometimes, there?s no star shining Scouting the edge of the universe Sometimes, you can?t see a horizon Between the ocean and the earth And just when

Okay, dream of freedom Under the moon in the dragon room Inside the mind of a soul confined Don't talk about soon in the dragon room Under the scream

saying Hey, I hear what he's saying If you're after getting the honey, hey Then you don't go killing all the bees What the people are saying And we

cous in the jus of octopus Pastrami and salami and lasagne on the go Welcome stranger, there's no danger Welcome to this humble neighborhood There's balti, bhindi, strictly Hindi Dall, halal and

all over Stalingrad While some are waking, some are sleeping From Kamchatka to the Gabon Above the Tradewind wingtips beating We calling out for Ronnie And

Ramshackle Day Parade This is the Ramshackle Day Parade Of all those lost, unborn and unmade And whose heads got filled with neon lava And remain buried

Yeah, oh, one of those top nights of the year And I see everyone's here Oh, took me a long time to get it But when its taken time Think and don't forget

ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and brav'ry! Thy songs were made for the pure and

in doin' their thing Gettin' all the Mozzarella in And the passin' time and phassin' moons Words flyin' in cloudy rooms Plastic bags, milk and eggs