Rudie Can't Fail - Remastered Songtext
von The Clash
Rudie Can't Fail - Remastered Songtext
Sing, Michael, sing
On the route of the 19 Bus
(We hear them saying) how d′you get so rude and a-reckless?
Don't you be so crude and a-feckless
You′ve been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail (no, no)
(We reply) I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you, I can't live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie can′t fail
(Okay)
I went to the market to realise my soul
What I need, I just don′t have (oh, no)
First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt
They say, "Rudie can′t fail"
(Whoa) first you must cure your temper
Then find a job in a paper
Then you need someone for a saviour
Rudie can't fail
(We reply) now we get so rude and a-reckless
We′ve been seen lookin' cool and speckless
We′ve been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail (oh, no, no)
I went to the market to realise my soul
'Cause what I need, I just don′t have (have)
First they curse, then they press me ′til I hurt
Rudie can't fail
(Hey)
Okay (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
So where d′you wanna go today? (Hey, hey, hey)
Hey boss man? (Yeah?) (hey, hey, hey)
So you're looking pretty smart (chicken skin suit)
With a chicken skin suit (hey, hey, hey)
You think you′re pretty hot (pork-pie hat)
In your pork-pie hat (skin it, brothers)
Side truth is of Babba Ruth
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fai
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail (sip it)
(Sky juice, only)
On the route of the 19 Bus
(We hear them saying) how d′you get so rude and a-reckless?
Don't you be so crude and a-feckless
You′ve been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail (no, no)
(We reply) I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you, I can't live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie can′t fail
(Okay)
I went to the market to realise my soul
What I need, I just don′t have (oh, no)
First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt
They say, "Rudie can′t fail"
(Whoa) first you must cure your temper
Then find a job in a paper
Then you need someone for a saviour
Rudie can't fail
(We reply) now we get so rude and a-reckless
We′ve been seen lookin' cool and speckless
We′ve been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail (oh, no, no)
I went to the market to realise my soul
'Cause what I need, I just don′t have (have)
First they curse, then they press me ′til I hurt
Rudie can't fail
(Hey)
Okay (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
So where d′you wanna go today? (Hey, hey, hey)
Hey boss man? (Yeah?) (hey, hey, hey)
So you're looking pretty smart (chicken skin suit)
With a chicken skin suit (hey, hey, hey)
You think you′re pretty hot (pork-pie hat)
In your pork-pie hat (skin it, brothers)
Side truth is of Babba Ruth
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fai
Rudie can't fail
Rudie can′t fail (sip it)
(Sky juice, only)
Writer(s): Paul Simonon, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Joe Strummer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com