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Thunder Sandwich #23 |
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James Quinton |
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last gang in town the walked it like they talked it cooler than Brando hipper than De Niro the last gang in town after the pistols emploded the ramones got phil spector in the damned lost brian james the rest painted themselves into a corner but the clash rode out assimilating influences reggae, soul, blues, hip-hop jazz, rap, c&w , beat poetry their music influencing thousands to change their politics to better their lives as one guy confessed, 'i have never seen the clash but i would sell my grandmother to have seen them' the last gang in town the last word in rock n roll Applying Yourself One of the most depressing Things ever Filling out multiple applications forms Writing and then re-writing The same information Over and over Being reminded of all the Terrible jobs Making me depressed Also I realise That it will most Properly be all in vain I have no enthusiasm All I can manage is to Repeat the same tired lies Deep sighs Come fast And for a moment I want to throw My hands in the Air and go to Join the bums On the park bench Drinking super strength cider And laughing about nothing As our teeth slowly rot |