(strummer/jones)
Well, i just got back an' i wish i never
Leave now
Who dat martian arrival at the airport?
How many local dollars for a local anaesthetic?
The johnny on the corner was a very sympathetic
I went to the place where every white face is an
Invitation to robbery
An' sitting here in my safe european home
I don't wanna go back there again
Wasn't i lucky n' wouldn't it be loverly?
Send us all cards, an' have a laying in on a sunday
I was there for two weeks, so how come i never tell
That natty dread drinks at the sheraton hotel?
Now they got the sun, an' they got the palm trees
They got the ****, an' they got the taxis
Whoa, the harder they come, n' the home of ol' bluebeat
Yes i'd stay an' be a tourist but i can't take the gunplay