King Of The Road lyrics by The Clash. Trailers for sale of rent Rooms to let 50 cents, now No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Now two hours...
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Trailers for sale of rent
Rooms to let 50 cents, now
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Now two hours of shoving broom
But an eight-by-twelve four bed room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road
Third box-car on the midnight tube
Destination Hangar Lane
Old worn out suit and shoes
I don't pay no union blues
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short but not to big around
Man of means by no means
King a' the road
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