Nitcomb - Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros

Gonna take a nitcomb

To get rid of me

Cause I just realized

That it was meant to be

And I’m singing

To all the torn betting slips

Flying around my feet

I’m talking to all the chewing gum

That’s stuck everywhere on the street

And they’re ringing the bells

All over the city

On a Saturday night

Nobody knows why

But they know its gonna be alright

And I’m standing at the sale

Of the shoes of bankrupt men

I just had to buy a pair

To show I can live again

And they’re ringing the bells

All over the city

On a Saturday night

Nobody knows why

But they know its gonna be alright

And they’re banging

On the sheets of metal and sheets of gold

And these were the finest shoes

That were ever sold

It’s raining on roofs

And raining on drums

Love buys a six-pack

And gives it to the bums

And they’re ringing the bells

All over the city

On a Saturday night

Nobody knows why

But they know its gonna be alright