Lyrics Burning Streets (London Is Burning) - Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros
                                                The 
                                                sirens' 
                                                risin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                distant 
                                                blues 
                                                dance 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                crowded 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                temperature's 
                                                a-risin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soon 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                runnin' 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                burnin' 
                                                streets, 
                                                come 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                century 
                                                that's 
                                                hardly 
                                                on 
                                                its 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                late 
                                                news 
                                                breaks 
                                                early
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                rise 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                west 
                                                or 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                east?
 
                                    
                                
                                                An' 
                                                it 
                                                takes 
                                                every 
                                                day 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                survivin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                city
 
                                    
                                
                                                London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin'; 
                                                don't 
                                                tell 
                                                the 
                                                Queen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somebody 
                                                tried 
                                                to 
                                                speak 
                                                garage 
                                                and 
                                                they 
                                                burnt 
                                                down 
                                                Bethnal 
                                                Green
 
                                    
                                
                                                Piccadilly's 
                                                yearning, 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                reggae 
                                                beat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soon 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                runnin' 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                burnin' 
                                                streets, 
                                                come 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you're 
                                                waitin' 
                                                for 
                                                your 
                                                flag 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                unfurled
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                late 
                                                news 
                                                breaks 
                                                early
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                how 
                                                should 
                                                life 
                                                be 
                                                lived 
                                                around 
                                                the 
                                                world?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (If 
                                                London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                An' 
                                                it 
                                                takes 
                                                every 
                                                day 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                survivin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                city
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ready 
                                                to 
                                                face 
                                                that 
                                                dawn 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                pity, 
                                                come 
                                                on!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                ah-come 
                                                on 
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                ah-come 
                                                on 
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Soon 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                run 
                                                down)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Soon 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                run 
                                                down)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                burnin' 
                                                streets, 
                                                come 
                                                on!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                the 
                                                universal 
                                                cop 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                beat?
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                late 
                                                news 
                                                breaks 
                                                early
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                you 
                                                ever 
                                                buy 
                                                that 
                                                bar 
                                                on 
                                                Lucky 
                                                Street?
 
                                    
                                
                                                An' 
                                                it 
                                                takes 
                                                every 
                                                day 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                survivin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                city
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ready 
                                                to 
                                                face 
                                                that 
                                                dawn 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                pity, 
                                                come 
                                                on!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                ah-come 
                                                on 
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                ah-come 
                                                on 
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                many 
                                                guns 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                damn 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                supermarket, 
                                                you 
                                                gotta 
                                                duck 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby 
                                                flak 
                                                jackets 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                merry-go-round
 
                                    
                                
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                guns 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                damn 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby 
                                                flak 
                                                jackets 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                merry-go-round
 
                                    
                                
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                many 
                                                guns 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                damn 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby 
                                                flak 
                                                jackets 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                merry-go-round
 
                                    
                                
                                                (London 
                                                is 
                                                burnin')
 
                                    
                                
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3 White Man In Hammersmith Palais (Live From the Acton Concert)
4 White Riot (Live From the Acton Concert)
5 Before I Grow Too Old (Silver And Gold)
6 The Long Shadow
7 Shaktar Donetsk (Live From the Acton Concert)
8 Rudy Can't Fail (Live From the Acton Concert)
9 Road To Rock 'n' Roll
10 Mega Bottle Ride (Live From the Acton Concert)
11 Police and Thieves (Live From the Acton Concert)
12 Police On My Back (Live From the Acton Concert)
13 Johnny Appleseed (Live From the Acton Concert)
14 London's Burning (Live From the Acton Concert)
15 Get Down Moses (Live From the Acton Concert)
16 Cool 'n' Out (Live From the Acton Concert)
17 I Fought the Law (Live From the Acton Concert)
18 Blitzkreig Bop (Live)
19 Coma Girl (Live From the Acton Concert)
20 Bank Robber (Live From the Acton Concert)
21 Burning Streets (London Is Burning)
22 Arms Aloft In Aberdeen
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