Joe Strummer - Baby The Trans

You've got to
Baby the trans on the southside of Chicago
You’ve got to
Baby the trans through the bedroom trade embargo

And if you're gonna find the paradise of love
Take my advice
Just look in the glove

You've got to
Baby the trans for its Alice fills the station
And it’s PCP land and angel dust dictation

You can't get in a quarrel
You can't trade up or down
No use breaking Allah
He sends his son to wow the town

You've got to
Baby the trans
Baby the trans

No use going saying
"Come on baby hold hands"
All the time she's begging you
Baby the trans
Baby the trans through the Cuban Missile Crisis
Playin' it like mad through acute appendicitis
Nobody knows what the assassin ate
But it was a lot of sugar and food color eighty-eight

You've got to
Baby the trans
Baby the trans

Hey, no use going saying
"Come on baby hold hands"
All the times she's begging you
Baby the trans

You’ve got to
Baby the trans
Baby the trans
Baby the trans
B-B-Baby the trans, boys