Fingerpoppin’

This here finger of mine
Is gonna point to the beat, right on time
This finger points in a brand new dance
This finger points for a new romance

This here finger’s got no ring
It’ll point at anything
This finger points gonna pop tonight
Gonna point at the best girl in sight

Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop
Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop

Girls, girls round the floor
Are you wondering what you came for
Why do these boys stand in groups
Are they urban tribes of fighting troops

Girls, girls it’s time to act
Time to beat gonna make contact
Make it plain and make it clear
Just point out who you want to hear

Don’t talk shop
Round the house
Fingerpop

Dont’ talk shop
(???)
Man or mouse

Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop
Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop

Boys, boys cat got your tongue
Can’t you see she’s the prettiest one
Better act real hurt
Just turn around kickin’ the dirt

This here (???) is on selling street
Tell the girl who you want to meet
This here finger gonna point tonight
Gonna point at the best girl in sight

Gonna move
Gonna move
Gonna move
Gonna move

Girls, girls go around the floor
Can’t remember what you came here for

Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop
Don’t talk shop
Fingerpop

This here finger of mine
Gonna point to the beat, right on time
This finger points in a brand new dance
This finger points for a new romance

This here finger’s got no ring
And it gets to point at anything
This finger points rock tonight
Gonna point at the best girl in sight

English Civil War

When johnny comes
Marching home again
He’s coming by bus or underground
A woman’s eye will shed a tear
To see his face so beaten in fear
An’ it was just around the corner in the english civil war

It was still at the stage of clubs and fists
When that well-known face got beaten to bits
Your face was blue in the light of the screen
As we watched the speech of an animal scream
The new party army was marching right over our heads

Alright

There you are, ha ha, I told you so
Says everybody that we know
But who hid a radio under the stairs
An’ who got caught out on their unawares?
When that new party army came marching right up the stairs

When johnny comes marching home again
Nobody understands it can happen again
The sun is shining an’ the kids are shouting loud
But you gotta know it’s shining through a crack in the cloud
And the shadows keep falling
when johnny comes marching home

The Clash – Drug Stabbing Time

“Indicação” nº 20 do dia:

Drug Stabbing Time

Drug stabbing time
Well I got working on the Ford line
A paying off the big fine
Drug stabbin’ time

Drug stabbin’ time
Is from nine to nine
Nobody wantsa user
Nobody needs a loser
So kick him out that door
An’ don’t answer it no more

Drug stabbin’ time
It’s a Greenwich Mean Time
Your friends all hate each other you think
You’ve got another
But who’s at the door?
Don’t answer it no more

Drug stabbin time
In a bedroom crime
There’s a tape recording on a telephone line
An’ it’s ringin from the floor
So don’t answer it no more

Now I was lying in my room
It was raining drugs all afternoon.
I hear this car pull up outside
Comes to a stop like, skreeee

Someone’s in a hurry
‘N someone better worry
‘Cos these four guys all had on their feet
A pair of black shoes shining and neat
I thinks

Blackshoes on
No that’s bad news
Here they come charging up the stairs alright
Sonny just tell us where

Drug stabbin time
Don’t ask me mate
Working on the Ford line
Paying off the big fine
Drug stabbin’ time

Clash – Dirty Punk

“Indicação” nº 14 do dia:

Dirty Punk

Gonna be a dirty punk
Gonna rock your neighborhood
Do the sound of rebel funk
Turn it up loud like it should

I could hear your momma scream
She’s gonna waste herself away
When your daddy smashed that TV screen
I understand what he had to say

I’m going to get me a big, big, big
Big, Big car
Then I’m gonna drive, drive, drive
I’m gonna drive so far
Up your boulevard
Up your boulevard
So far up your boulevard

Gonna be a dirty punk
While my brother dresses clean
He used to be the local hunk
The girls all ride in my machine(?)

How bout the time I made him drunk
And he insult my brotherhood
I shout out I am a dirty punk
Gonna rock your neighbohood

I’m going to get a big, big, big
Big, Big car
Then I’m gonna drive, drive, drive
I’m gonna drive so far
Up your boulevard
Up your boulevard
So far up your boulevard

Gonna get a big, big, big
Go faster!
Then I’m gonna go! Big!
Let’s go to (???)
Up your boulevard
Up your boulevard
Go so far up your boulevard

Gonna drive my big, big, big
Big, Big car
Then I’m gonna drive, drive, drive
I’m gonna drive so far
Up your boulevard
Up your boulevard
So far up your boulevard

Clash – Dictator

“Indicação” nº 3 do dia:

Dictator

Yes I am the dictator the more guns I got the better
Yes I am the liquidator I carry the old Beretta
You know there once was freedom
You know how dangerous that can be
The people used to dance & sing
& they used to run wild in the streets
But now I am the voice
Howling from your radio
From my armour plated Cadillac
You’ll hear what I say goes

Yes I am the dictator I satisfy the U.S. team
I always do my killing in the woods & keep the city gutters clean
Cos I need a few more dollars
For my fighter pilot to be free
To dive bomb on the population
If they go running wild in the streets
Yes I am that voice…etc

Yes I am the crusador I spent twenty years in exile
But now I am the invader & I’m never never gonna die
Yes I am the dictator my name is on your ballot sheet
But until my box has your cross you know the form is incomplete
And you know……..etc