And what is that funky multi-national anthem rocking from a thousand king Kong cassette decks. #TheClash #CarJamming

The violence in the carpets, the arrow of his wife. Dives the slum-bum dweller to grind his hunting knife. #TheClash #CarJamming

And drowned out Missa Luba, and drowned out Missa Luba, and drowned out Missa Luba. #TheClash #CarJamming

Tonight they're closing up the world n' sweeping smoke from cigarettes. #TheClash #CarJamming

Now he knows the welfare kindness, Agent Orange color blindness, as we works from door to door. #TheClash #CarJamming

In a car jam, yeah I don't believe it, in a car jam. Ah yeah positively absolutely. #TheClash #CarJamming

This was the only kindness, and it was accidental too (in the car jam) #TheClash #CarJamming

In homesteads of cigar box, the radios hive like bees, the body in the ice box has no date for freeeeeze. #TheClash #CarJamming

Gorillas drag their victims, Hyenas try to sue, Snakes find grass in concrete, there is no city zoo. #TheClash #CarJamming

Fanning out the drug afflicted leperizing zone. Once inside, the executive, he never leaves, his home. #TheClash #CarJamming

Then a shyboy from Missouri Boots blown off in a '60s war riding aluminium crutches. #TheClash #CarJamming

Ventilation units, where towers meet the streets. The ragged stand in bags soaking heat up through their feet. #TheClash #CarJamming

Selling is what selling sells. Well only saints of the seven avenues can sell the seven hells. #TheClash #CarJamming

Now shaking single-engined planes, traffik-king stereos from Cuba, buzzed the holy zealot mass. #TheClash #CarJamming

I thought I saw Lauren Bacall. I thought I saw Lauren Bacall. I swear hey fellas Lauren Bacall. #TheClash #CarJamming