Представляем точный текст композиции "Corner Soul" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clash, The . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Corner Soul» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clash, The передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clash, The - "Corner Soul"
Lyrics to Corner Soul : Is the music of grove skin rock Soaked in the diesel of was boys war' Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for a river of blood' Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso Spread the news all over the grove The big meeting has decided That total was must burn on the grove Does it mean I should take my machete To chop my way through the path of life' Does it mean I should run with the dog pack Is that the way to be the one to survive' Never need a gun says Tai Chi Move on up to dragon snaps his tail Fall back on still waters Hammer with his eye on the nail Spread the word tonight please, Sammy Theyre searching everyhouse on the grove Dont go alone now, Sammy! The wind has blown away the corner soul Tell the news for me, Sammy Theyre searching every place on the grove But dont go down alone new, Sammy! The wind has blown away the croner soul Is the music calling for a river of blood' Crooked Beat, The (The Clash) Start the car lets make a midnight run Across the river to South London To dance to the latest hi-fi sound Of bass, guitar and drum Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure off Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat Take a piece of cloth, a coin for thirst For the sweat will start to run With a cymbal splash, a word of truth And a rocking bass and drum Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure on Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat So one by one they come on down From the tower blocks of my home town Stepping with the rhythm of the rockers beat Drowning out the pressure of the crooked beat Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension on Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat It has crooked past this crooked street Where cars patrol this crooked beat Badges flsh and sirens wail Theyll be taking one and all to jail Prance! Prance! You want a law to dance' Death is a Star (The Clash) And I was gripped by that deadly phantom I followed him through hard jungles As he stalked through the back lots Strangling through the night shades The thief of life Moved onwards and outwards to love In a one stop only motel A storm bangs on the cheapest room The phantom slips in to spill blood Even on the sweetest honeymoon The killer of love Caught the last late Niagara bus By chance or escaping from misery Bu suddeness or in answer to pain Smoking in the dark cinema You could see the bad go down again And the clouds are high in Spanish mountains And a Ford roars through the night full of rain. The killers blood flows But he loads his gun again Make a grown man cry like a girl To see the guns dying at sunset In vain lovers claimed But they never had met. [ Corner Soul Lyrics ]
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