The ice age is coming, the sun’s zoomin’ in Engines stop running, the wheat is growin’ thin A nuclear error, but I have no fear Cause London is drowning, I, I live by the riverContinue reading “The Clash – London Calling”
Wading through the waste, stormy winter And there’s not a friend to help you through Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues