Tekster: The Clash. London Calling. Four Horsemen.

{One, two
One, two, three, four}

Well they were given the grape that go ripe in the sun
That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue
But they told no one where they had begun
Four horsemen

They were given all the foods of vanity
And all the instant promises of immortality
But they bit the dust screamin' insanity
Four horsemen

One was over the edge, one was over the cliff
One was lickin' em dry with a bloody great spliff
When they picked up the hiker he didn't want the lift
From the horsemen

You
You're not searchin', are you now?
You're not lookin' anyhow
You're never gonna ride that lonely mile
Or put yourself up on trial
Oh, you told me how your life was so bad
And I agree that it does seem sad
But that's the price that you gotta pay
If you're lazin' all around all day
Four horsemen they're comin' right through
Four horsemen and they're pissin' by you
They make you look like you're wearin' a truss
Four horsemen and it's gonna be us

Well they gave us everything for bendin' the mind
And we cleaned out their pockets and we drank 'em blind
It's a long way to the finish, so don't get left behind
By those horsemen

And they gave us the grapes that went ripe in the sun
That loosen the scews at the back of the tongue
But we still told nothin' 'bout what was to come
Four horsemen

We know, only rock and roll
We know, got rock and roll
We're in the park
Or in the campus
Cannot breathe
We beat the thief, ae ohh ah
Cannot breathe
We beat the theft, ohh ah
Cannot breathe

We know, only rock and roll
We know, got rock and roll
We know, got rock and roll
We know, got rock and roll