| I drive all night till early morning light |
| And still can’t make it home |
| The hours seem long |
| I flip the radio on |
| And hear my favorite song |
| Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J. |
| And please don’t take all night |
| Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J. |
| And I hope you get it right |
| I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war |
| I’m on a train take a backstreet |
| Just like Joey Strummer said |
| Big brother watching you like it’s 1984 |
| No rebel truce no train in vain no Sandinista |
| I wanna hear some more |
| The ticking of the clock |
| The minutes never stop |
| It’s proof that time goes by |
| The hours seem long |
| I flip the radio on and hear that D.J. guy |
| Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J. |
| And please don’t take all night |
| Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J. |
| And I hope you get it right |
| I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war |
| I’m on a train take a backstreet |
| Just like Joey Strummer said |
| Big brother watching you like it’s 1984 |
| No rebel truce no train in vain no Sandinista |
| I wanna hear some more |
| London’s Calling no London’s Burning |
| And I’m listening to the clash |
| I’m lost in the supermarket |
| I can’t get no spending cash |
| I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war |
| I’m on a train take a backstreet |