Love Kills - Joe Strummer

Walking out of England thinking you were king taking on this world

On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl

But in Mississippi we rushed into the room

Down in Dixie you were crying for dope

Down in Alabama they like home cooked fare yeah

So we’re gonna strap you to the fryin' chair yeah

But I don’t know what love is

Is there something else giving me the chills?

But if my hands are the color of blood

Then, Baby, I can tell ya sure I can tell ya

Love kills

Kills

Love kills

Kills

Do you wanna hear all the sirens of the city drown the arguing?

We’re on riker’s island on a population board

They don’t care about your fame

Repeat chorus

On the Rio Grande they’ll tie you to a tree

Ooh-oh-ohh x2

And you can’t call the lawyers 'cause the whorehouse is asleep

Ohh-oh-ohh x2

You people will get weak

Ohh-oh-ohh x2

They’ll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe

Ohh-oh-ohh x2

Repeat chorus