Koka Kola
Elevator going up
In the gleaming corridor of the 51st floor
The money can be made if you really want some more
Executive decision, a clinical precision
Jumping from the windows filled with indecision
I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice, party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power
When top men need a top up long before the happy hour
Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot
You don't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet
I get my advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice, says the party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
Koka Kola advertising and cocaine
Strolling down the Broadway in the rain
Neon light sign says it
I read it in the paper, they're crazy
Yeah, suit your life, maybe so
In the white house, I know
All over Berlin, they do it for years
And in Manhattan
Coming through the door is a snub nose 44
The barrel can't snort, it can spatter on the floor
Your eyeballs feel like pinballs
And your tongue feels like a fish
You're leaping from the windows, saying (aah)
"Don't give me none of this"
Crooked like, advertising world
Treat me nice, says the party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
Hit the deck
In the gleaming corridor of the 51st floor
The money can be made if you really want some more
Executive decision, a clinical precision
Jumping from the windows filled with indecision
I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice, party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power
When top men need a top up long before the happy hour
Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot
You don't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet
I get my advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice, says the party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
Koka Kola advertising and cocaine
Strolling down the Broadway in the rain
Neon light sign says it
I read it in the paper, they're crazy
Yeah, suit your life, maybe so
In the white house, I know
All over Berlin, they do it for years
And in Manhattan
Coming through the door is a snub nose 44
The barrel can't snort, it can spatter on the floor
Your eyeballs feel like pinballs
And your tongue feels like a fish
You're leaping from the windows, saying (aah)
"Don't give me none of this"
Crooked like, advertising world
Treat me nice, says the party girl
Koka adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
Hit the deck
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Simonon, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Joe Strummer
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