Interpret:

Clash, The

Album:

The Clash

standing in the bog of a west end bar
guy on the right leaning over too far
money in my pocket, gonna put it in the slot
open up the pack. see what type i got


I didn't want to hold you,
I didn't want to use you
Protex, Protex Blue
all I wanna do


it's a fab protection for that type of a girl
but everybody knows that she uses it well
it's the therapeutic structure i can use at will
but i don't think it fits my b.d. drill


sitting in a carriage of a bakerloo
erotica in my pocket, got a packet for you
advert on the escalator on my way home
i don't need no skin flicks, i wanna be alone


i didn't want to hold you
i didn't want to use you
protex, protex blue
all I wanna do


johnny, johnny