Nitcomb — текст песни (Joe Strummer and The Mescaleros)

Gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of me
Cos I just realized that it was meant to be
And I`m singing to all the torn betting slips
Flying around my feet
I`m talking to all the chewing gum
That`s stuck everywhere on the street
And they`re ringing the bells all over the city on a Saturday night
Nobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alright

Cos it`s gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of me
Cos I just realized that it was meant to be
I`m standing at the sale of the shoes of bankrupt men
I just had to buy a pair to show I can live again
They`re ringing the bells all over the city on a Saturday night
Nobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alright

It`s gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of me
Cos I just realized that it was meant to be
And they`re banging on the sheets of metal, sheets of gold
And these were the finest shoes that were ever sold
Raining on roofs, raining on drums
Love buys a six-pack and gives it to the bums
They`re ringing on the bells in the city on a Saturday night
Nobody knows why, but they know its gonna be alright