Clash - Up In Heaven Lyrics
The towers of london, these crumblingRocksReality estates that the hero's gotAnd every hour's maked by the chime of a clockAnd whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds?You can piss in the lifts which have broken downYou can watch from the debris the last bedroom lightWe're invisible here just past midnightThe wives hate their husbands and their husbands don't careTheir children daub slogans to prove they lived thereA giant pipe organ up in the airYou can't live in a home which should not have been builtBy the bourgeoise clerks who bear no guiltWhen the wind hits this building this building it tiltsOne day it will surely fall to the ground...Fear is just another commodity hereThey sell us peeping holes to peek when we hearA bang on the door resoundingly clearWho would really want to move in here?The children play faraway, the corridors are bareThis room is a cage its like captivityHow can anyone exist in such misery?It has been said not only here"allianza dollars are spentTo raise the towering buildingsFor the weary bones of the workersTo go back in the morningTo be strong in the morning"
