"Who The Fuck Is John Sinclair?" lyrics
"Who The Fuck Is John Sinclair?"
You're fucked up, baby
No
This ain't no time for breakdown, baby
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
May your shackles fall like feathers from your ankles
May your captors be caught in your headlights
May the mechanics of the lord make your engines roll and roar
On your long day's journey into the night
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
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Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
We have walked to the end of nowhere
We have been walking since the beginning of time
Like the Bedouin we have walked the immeasurable desert
We have always walked with the wind behind
Don't stop no walking
Brixton
Don't stop no walking
Merthyr Tydfil
Don't stop no walking
Manchester
Don't stop no walking
Mogadishu
Don't stop no walking
Glasgow
Don't stop no walking
Tbilisi
Don't stop no walking
Bogota
Don't stop no walking
Detroit
Who the fuck is John Sinclair?...
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
Ride, ride on
Keep on rolling
Till the wheels come off
Ride, ride on
Writer(s): Steve Jones, John Vincent Jennings, Robert Spragg, John Black, Pack Dee, Robert Walsh, Keith Formula
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- Alabama 3 Lyrics
album:
"Shoplifting 4 Jesus" (2011)
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