Lost In the Supermarket - The Clash

Im so lost in the abyss Im feeling so empty Help me get a grip before i fall Help me get to the otherside Even if they praying on my downfall Know that im gonna stand tall While im up all night Thinking about You All the thing that we went through I dont know what to do If only I could talk to you Just to hear your voice for one last Time I'm Waiting For The End To Come But The End Just Seems To Never Come Cause This Feels Like Forever Now its to late and Time aint moving any slower The planets keep spinning

Interrupting all programmes This is radio clash from pirate satellite Orbiting your living room, cashing in the bill of rights Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights This is radio clash on pirate satellite This sound does not subscribe to the international plan In the psycho shadow of the white right hand Then that see ghettology as an urban Vietnam Giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm This is radio clash tearing up the seven veils This is radio clash please save us, not the whales This is radio clash underneath a mushroom cloud This is radio clash, you don't need that funeral shroud (Why play?) Forces have been looting, my humanity Curfews have been curbing the end of liberty Hands of law have sorted through my identity But now this sound is brave and wants to be free, anyway to be free This is radio clash on pirate satellite This is not free Europe Nor an armed force network This is radio clash using audio ammunition This is radio clash can we get that world to listen This is radio clash using aural ammunition This is radio clash can we get that world to listen? This is radio clash on pirate satellite (This is radio clash) Orbiting your living room cashing in the bill of rights This is radio clash on pirate satellite This is radio clash everybody hold on tight (This is radio clash) A-riggy diggy dig dang, dang (This is radio clash) Go back to urban 'Nam