18 Carat Man Of Means
24 Hours
4% Of Something
Action Man In A Motown Suit
Age Of Consent
Americana Panorama
Art For Arts Sake
Baron Samedi
Bee In My Bonnet
Blackmail
Bluebird
Brand New Day
Channel Swimmer
Charity Begins At Home
City Lights
Clockwork Creep
Code Of Silence
Don't
Don't Ask
Don't Break The Promises
Werner - Z vami zavedno
Saša Lendero - Dotakni se me tam
Werner - Ure dnevi leta t..
Tabu & An.. - Romanje
Brendi - Trta
Sara Kobold - Ti in Jaz
Adi Smolar - Naš svet se pa v..
Adi Smolar - Nedelja lep je dan
Adi Smolar - Nekoč smo trije ..
Adi Smolar - Neprilagojen
Adi Smolar - Nič nisi vreden
Adi Smolar - Nikdar več
Adi Smolar - No ja, pa kaj.....
Adi Smolar - O ne - o ja
Adi Smolar - Ohcet si že zamu..
Adi Smolar - Ona, ona
Jernej Zoran .. - Poljubi me
Adi Smolar - Pa-pa
Adi Smolar - Pasji dnevi
Adi Smolar - Pesem o rolici p..
Adi Smolar - Po dežju posije ..
Adi Smolar - Po službi
Zlatko Dobrič - Mehankar
Eva in Nika P.. - Konichiwa
Eva Boto - Verjamem
Adi Smolar - Poet
Ansambel Štrk - Zavrti me
Eva in Nika P.. - Konichiwa
Eva Boto - Run
FLIRRT - Preden greš še m..
Izvajalec besedila pesmi je 10CC.
I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"
Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
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