[00:00.87](the clash)
[00:01.05]Between cool confusion
[00:03.57]And kung fu in the car park
[00:06.18]Could the weekend be losing
[00:08.88]That reactive spark
[00:11.97]Even in the shebeen
[00:12.96]Or down in the meat rack
[00:17.01]Longtime i feel cold
[00:19.71]To send cinderella's shoe back
[00:22.89]Along the length of the wire
[00:24.33]Party jam on the line
[00:28.32]I can't hear a thing
[00:31.05]Can't get no number nine
[00:34.08]Now we must get in touch
[00:36.84]If the night is to burn
[00:39.30]Someone out there in luck
[00:42.15]Lend me your star for a turn
[00:45.60]As heroes fix their hair
[00:48.57]Some are saving their breath
[00:51.60]Just on the walkways tonight
[00:54.30]For a glue bag death
[00:57.12]Screens flick in unison
[00:59.67]Some gaze at the soul
[01:02.61]From the tiers and the heights
[01:04.89]Go for the fifteenth floor stroll
[01:10.56]It's immediately obvious;
[01:13.68]Anybody star-gilt
[01:16.59]Would have left this club
[01:18.87]Way before it was built
[01:21.72]This strikes you so late
[01:24.42]As the guy with the broom
[01:26.10]Sweeps you and the bottles
[01:30.12]Right out of the room
[01:57.93]Now i wash in the factory
[01:58.71]Confess in the tile house
[02:00.99]I don't need to bleed anybody
[02:06.96]To strike out
[02:07.80]Today my godfather
[02:12.42]He sent a note from the jail
[02:15.45]Said go get 'em kid
[02:17.37]But don't get chained to the rail
[02:18.69]Between cool confusion
[02:23.58]And kung fu in the car park
[02:25.83]Could the weekend be losing
[02:27.39]That romantic spark
[02:34.17]Even in the shebeen
[02:34.56]Or down in the meat rack
[02:36.60]Long time i feel cold
[02:39.51]To send cinderella's shoe back

(the clash)
Between cool confusion
And kung fu in the car park
Could the weekend be losing
That reactive spark
Even in the shebeen
Or down in the meat rack
Longtime i feel cold
To send cinderella's shoe back
Along the length of the wire
Party jam on the line
I can't hear a thing
Can't get no number nine
Now we must get in touch
If the night is to burn
Someone out there in luck
Lend me your star for a turn
As heroes fix their hair
Some are saving their breath
Just on the walkways tonight
For a glue bag death
Screens flick in unison
Some gaze at the soul
From the tiers and the heights
Go for the fifteenth floor stroll
It's immediately obvious;
Anybody star-gilt
Would have left this club
Way before it was built
This strikes you so late
As the guy with the broom
Sweeps you and the bottles
Right out of the room
Now i wash in the factory
Confess in the tile house
I don't need to bleed anybody
To strike out
Today my godfather
He sent a note from the jail
Said go get 'em kid
But don't get chained to the rail
Between cool confusion
And kung fu in the car park
Could the weekend be losing
That romantic spark
Even in the shebeen
Or down in the meat rack
Long time i feel cold
To send cinderella's shoe back