Car Jamming

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Tonight, they're closing up the world And sweepin' smoke from cigarettes And what is that? Funky multi-national Anthem Rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks Then a shy boy from Missouri, boots blown off in a '60s war Riding aluminum crutches, now he knows the welfare kindness Agent Orange colour blindness As we works from door to door The violence in the carpets The error of his wife (In a car jam) Drives the slum-bum dweller To grind his hunting knife (In a car jam) In homesteads of cigar box The radios hive like bees (In a car jam) The body in the ice box Has no date for freeze (In a car jam) [Chorus] In a car jam [Verse 2] Selling is what selling sells But only saints on the seven avenues Can sell the seven hells Fanning out the drug-afflicted leperising zone Once inside the executive He never leaves his home Now, gorillas drag their victims Hyenas try to sue (In a car jam) Snakes find grass in concrete There is no city zoo (In a car jam) By ventilation units, the towers meet the streets (In a car jam) The ragged stand in bags soaking heat up through their feet (In a car jam) This was the only kindness It was accidental, too [Chorus] In a car jam In a car jam [Bridge] Now shaking single-engined planes are trafficking stereos from Cuba Buzzed the holy zealot mass and drowned out Missa Luba They drowned out Missa Luba They drowned out Missa Luba They drowned out Missa Luba I thought I saw Lauren Bacall I thought I saw Lauren Bacall (In a car jam) I swear Hey fellas, Hey fellas Lauren Bacall (In a car jam) In a car jam Yeah, I don't believe it In a car jam Ah, yeah, positively, absolutely [Chorus] In a car jam In a car jam In a car jam In a car jam In a car jam In a car jam In a car jam
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Credits
- Writers
- Topper Headon
- Mick Jones
- Paul Simonon
- Joe Strummer