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Straight to Hell (Extended Unedited Version)

If you can play on the fiddle

How's about a British jig and reel?

Speaking King's English in quotation

As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust

Water froze

In the generation

Clear as winter ice

This is your paradiseThere ain't no need for ya

There ain't no need for ya

Go straight to hell, boys, go straight to hell, boysWanna join in a chorus

Of the Amerasian blues?

When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City

Kiddie say papa papa papa papa pappa-san, take me home

See me got

Photo photo photograph of you and mamma mamma mamma-san

Of you and mamma mamma mamma-san

Let me tell you 'bout your blood, bamboo kid

It ain't Coca-Cola, it's riceStraight to hell

Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell

Go straight to hell boysOh Papa-san

Please take me home

Oh Papa-san

Everybody, they wanna go home

So Mamma-san saysYou want to play mind-crazed banjo

On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?

In Parkland International

Ha, junkie-dom U.S.A

Where pro-caine proves the purest rock man groove

And rat poison

The volatile Molotov saysStraight to hellCan you really cough it up loud and strong?

The immigrants, they wanna sing all night long

It could be anywhere

Most likely could be any frontier any hemisphere

In no-man's-land

There ain't no asylum here

King Solomon he never lived 'round hereStraight to hell, boys

Go straight to hell, boys

Go straight to hell, boys

Go straight to hell, boys

Oh, papa-san, please take me home

Songwriters

JOE STRUMMER, MICK JONES, PAUL SIMONON, TOPPER HEADONPublished by

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