Clash – Janie Jones lyrics

He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
But he don't like his boring job, no
He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
But he don't like his boring job, no
And he knows what he's got to do, he knows, he's gonna have fun with you, you lucky lady
And he knows when the evening comes when his job is done he'll be over in his car for you
He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
But he don't like his boring job, no
And in the in-tray lots of work but the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina that just won't run without fuel
Fill her up, Jacko
He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no
And the invoice it don't quite fit, there's no payola in his alphabetical file (Except for the job on the bank)
This time he's gonna really tell the boss, he's gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It's pretty bad
He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no, no, no
Let them know, let them know