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Rasta: "Hey whotcha! [...] piranah!"
 Strummer: "Yup, and the piranah got it."
 Rasta: "Yeah well, if it's a hooligan you want?"
 Strummer: "We British will tear upon the street!"
 Rasta: "[...] gun you down!"
 Strummer: "Well, I don't see you living in Germany!"
 Rasta: "Yankee stupefying scheme."
 Strummer: "Now, I couldn't tell [...]"
 Rasta: "[...]."
 I long for the prairie
 Or the wild frontier
 We gotta take it to the space age
 Graffiti bandit pioneers
 Rasta: "Whotcha! I thought I'd go call a taxi."
 Strummer: "Well, what you got is a police car!"
 Rasta: "Are you gonna [...] cleaning?"
 Strummer: "I thought you was a burglar!"
 Rasta: "[...]"
 Strummer: "I say, I'll say you give her a kiss!"
 Rasta: "Lord, I can't take the pressure!"
 Strummer: "Come on, let's go out get smashed!"
 I long for the prairie
 Or the wild frontier
 We gotta take it to the space age
 Graffiti bandit pioneers
 I long for the prairie
 Or the wild frontier
 We gotta take it to the space age
 Graffiti bandit pioneers
 Rasta: "Hey whotcha! What kind of food for the picnic?"
 Strummer: "Hey, don't you worry about our [...] brains?"
 Rasta: "[...] obviously, then."
 Strummer: "Out there everyday is all the same."
 Rasta: "No, I don't want to turn to plastic."
 Strummer: "Why don't you turn your plastic into gold?"
 Rasta: "[...]"
 Strummer: "Just get your face in a centrefold!"
 Rasta: "- 2,3,4 - "
 I long for the prairie
 Or the wild frontier
 We gotta take it to the space age
 Graffiti bandit pioneers
 I long for the prairie
 Or the wild frontier
 We gotta take it to the space age
 Graffiti bandit pioneers