Comin' After You Songtext
von J-five
Comin' After You Songtext
Party people!
This is radio clash and i′m tryin out something new
Put your skull down mister I'm gonna kick your ass ′cause i'm trying out something new
So put your ear to the speaker and blow your brains out
The way I did it when I was young without a doubt
I came a long way for god's sake
Why I gotta explain damn everything
Gonna jump to the up the up grab the rythm
Gonna make this punk jump and lose a ahhh!
You know what? Can I get a what what?
What? You don′t feel it?
Run to the front I′ll make you feel it
Run to the front I'll make you feel it
Yeah sucka!
Chorus
I said what kind of feeling done got you all in it - I′m coming after you
Some punks got the spirit I know you wanna hear it - I'm coming after you
The greats once said it don′t make me repeat it - I'm coming after you
Don′t act like it died with the clash
I'm bringing it back I'm bringing it back
SUCKAA!
This one goes out to all you kids rockin′ Straight Outta Compton and Combat Rock get up get up get up
This is radio clash and I′m trying out something new
Put your skull down mister I'm gonna kick your ass ′cause I'm trying out something new
So don′t act like you didn't know
Cause the whole damn world already knew
So if you see Johnny Five bust the robot
I guess that means it′s just gotta be true
Whatch the girls say what he got? What he got?
I got it all
So if you say you don't feel it
Sheriff don't like it
Chorus
It′s been a long time coming
I′m tired of running, these people want something
They say I'm giving nothing, you say I′m giving nothing
You call what I'm giving nothing? You′re wanting something
I'm gonna break your neck
So run to the front I′ll give you somethin'
Run to the front I'll give you somethin′
Yeah sucka!
Chorus
This is radio clash and i′m tryin out something new
Put your skull down mister I'm gonna kick your ass ′cause i'm trying out something new
So put your ear to the speaker and blow your brains out
The way I did it when I was young without a doubt
I came a long way for god's sake
Why I gotta explain damn everything
Gonna jump to the up the up grab the rythm
Gonna make this punk jump and lose a ahhh!
You know what? Can I get a what what?
What? You don′t feel it?
Run to the front I′ll make you feel it
Run to the front I'll make you feel it
Yeah sucka!
Chorus
I said what kind of feeling done got you all in it - I′m coming after you
Some punks got the spirit I know you wanna hear it - I'm coming after you
The greats once said it don′t make me repeat it - I'm coming after you
Don′t act like it died with the clash
I'm bringing it back I'm bringing it back
SUCKAA!
This one goes out to all you kids rockin′ Straight Outta Compton and Combat Rock get up get up get up
This is radio clash and I′m trying out something new
Put your skull down mister I'm gonna kick your ass ′cause I'm trying out something new
So don′t act like you didn't know
Cause the whole damn world already knew
So if you see Johnny Five bust the robot
I guess that means it′s just gotta be true
Whatch the girls say what he got? What he got?
I got it all
So if you say you don't feel it
Sheriff don't like it
Chorus
It′s been a long time coming
I′m tired of running, these people want something
They say I'm giving nothing, you say I′m giving nothing
You call what I'm giving nothing? You′re wanting something
I'm gonna break your neck
So run to the front I′ll give you somethin'
Run to the front I'll give you somethin′
Yeah sucka!
Chorus
Writer(s): Paul Simonon, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Joe Strummer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com