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The Clash Up In Heaven

just past midnight And the wives hate their husbands and their husbands don't care Their children daub slogans to prove they lived there A giant pipe organ up

Traduction: The Clash. Haut dans le ciel.

: (The Clash) The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's maked by the chime of a clock And whatcha

seconds or less I keep comin' back like rashes on an infant You don't wanna chance to clash with the magnificent Seven of us, it's heaven but never enough

like an animal mesh me clash To the bottom put her hands on my ness tea bags Heavy kissin' and heavy pushin' And if this is heaven then I wanna stay Lord

spot With one shot, one whole city becomes rocked The clash rages on, people remain calm Good, bad, all in the balance, you going mad You can never tell, heaven

em off of her like an animal mesh we clash at the bottom she put her hand up on nest T-Bag Heavy kissin' in heavy pushin it ?? Heaven I wanna stay Lord

control Don't believe in every conspiracy Provided by the cointelpro - Hold up Nothing to fear but fear itself though - Sho nuff But fear porn is like an addiction - Shoot up

you're going down or up Easy, I know what my speech should be I wanna go to heaven for the weather But hell for the company I wanna go to heaven for