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Midnight to six man
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For the first time from Jamaica
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Dillinger and Leroy Smart
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Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
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Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
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With backing bands sound systems
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And if they've got anything to say
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There's many black ears here to listen
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But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right
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Charging from the bass knives to the treble
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But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel
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Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel
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Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack
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'Cos it won't get you anywhere
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Fooling with your guns
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The British Army is waiting out there
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An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons
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White youth, black youth
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Better find another solution
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Why not phone up Robin Hood
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And ask him for some wealth distribution
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Punk rockers in the UK
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They won't notice anyway
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They're all too busy fighting
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For a good place under the lighting
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The new groups are not concerned
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With what there is to be learned
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They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny
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Turning rebellion into money
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All over people changing their votes
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Along with their overcoats
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If Adolf Hitler flew in today
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They'd send a limousine anyway
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I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf
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Who looks so sick in the sun
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I'm the white man in the Palais
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Just lookin' for fun
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I'm only
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Looking for fun
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White Man In Hammersmith Palais
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The Clash |