Straight to Hell (Live) - The Clash

I got a vampire's motorcycle I got a vampire's motorcycle I got a vampire's motorcycle I got a vampire's motorcycle Devil's blood for gasoline Prettiest thing I ever seen Devil's blood for gasoline Prettiest thing I ever seen Alright I got a vampire's motorcycle (he got a vampire's motorcycle) I got a vampire's motorcycle (he got a vampire's motorcycle) I got a vampire's motorcycle (he got a vampire's motorcycle) I got a vampire's motorcycle (he got a vampire's motorcycle) Devil's blood for gasoline Prettiest thing I ever seen Devil's blood for gasoline Prettiest thing I ever seen I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it straight to hell I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) II'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive it (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive to hell (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive to hell (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive to hell (straight to hell) I'm gonna drive to hell (straight to hell) Straight to hell Straight to hell Straight, straight, straight to hell Straight, straight, straight to hell

Livin' easy Lovin' free Season ticket on a one way ride Askin' nothin' Leave me be Takin' everythin' in my stride Don't need reason Don't need rhyme Ain't nothin' I'd rather do Goin' down Party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs Speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel Gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me 'round Hey Satan Payin' my dues Playin' in a rocking band Hey momma Look at me I'm on my way to the Promised Land I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell Mmm, don't stop me Ehh, ehh, oww I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to... Hellllllll Highway to hell (I'm on the highway to hell) Highway to hell (Highway to hell) Highway to hell (I'm on the highway to hell) Highway to Hell And I'm goin' down, all the way, wowwww I'm on the highway to hell

A short man from Texas A man of the wild Thrown into combat Where bodies lie piled Hides his emotions His blood's running cold Just like his victories His story unfolds Bright, a white light If there'd be Any glory in war Let it rest On men like him Dead men will never come back Crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldier sleeps And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate So charge and attack Going to hell and back A man of the fifteenth A man of Can Do Friends fall around him And yet he came through Let them fall face down If they must die Making it easier To say goodbye Bright, a white light If there'd be Any glory in war Let it rest On men like him Who went to hell and came back Crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldier sleeps And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate So charge and attack Going to hell and back Oh gather 'round me And listen while I speak Of a war where hell is six feet deep And all along the shore Where cannons still roar They're haunting my dreams They're still there when I sleep He saw crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldier sleeps And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate He charged and attacked He went to hell and back

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