Transcribed by: Stephen Turner (smcnuff@altavista.com) (Joe Strummer) Intro; G D repeat G D From Willesden to Cricklewood G D I tell you the town looked good G D Walking lonely avenues G D Where rhinestone cowboys find the blues G D There's people in, doing their thing G D Getting all the mozzarella in G D And the passing time and phasing moons G D Words flying in cloudy rooms G D Plastic bags, milk 'n' eggs G D The poor old crone's got aching legs G D How I would love to speak G D To everybody on the street G D Just for once to break the rules G D I know it would be so cool G D From Willesden to Cricklewood, G D From Willesden to Cricklewood, From Willesden to Cricklewood Come with me and be no good Be a madman on the street Sing something out like Reet Petite Let's hip-hop at the traffic lights Ten thumbs up and smiling bright Crossing all the great divides Colour, age, and heavy vibes From Willesden to Cricklewood I tell you the town looked good From Willesden to Cricklewood, From Willesden to Cricklewood Oh let's go down to Al Rashid's All the Aussie lagers are on me Now you've got the absinthe out Your old mother - she wants a stout... From Willesden to Cricklewood As I went it all looked good Thought about my babies grown Thought about going home Thought about what's done is done We're alive and that's the one From Willesden to Cricklewood, From Willesden to Cricklewood.
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