"Ticket" as written by Michael Geoffrey Jones, Don Letts, Greg Roberts and Joe Strummer....
Ticket, bought a ticket
Flew in from J.A. and we go ribbit
All year holiday, home in the sun
Had to find work so I came to England

Ticket, that's the ticket
Given the sack, we had to pick it
Now we're all on the dole and ther's lots of free time
Everybody is poor, they blame us for the crime

Ticket, that's the a ticket
If you carry a purse, someone'll nick it

Ticket, bought a ticket
Went to football and see them kick it
In England the sport has got a bad name (Wembley!)
Violent support gonna ruin the game

Wicket, we need a wicket
When summer come they play cricket
Boham is cool, Selectors are spaced
England's loosing again, W.U.G. Disgraced

Ticket, that's the ticket
We'd have too much speed, you have to pick it
Imported by sense, sent in the mail
Beware of the dog, I got thrown into jail

Ticket, I got my ticket
Been giving you grief, tell them to stick it

Where I go?
Tell them

Ticket
Tell them

Tell them

Ticket, that's the ticket
Tell them

Ticket, ticket, ticket

Tell them

Ticket, ticket, ticket


Lyrics submitted by Zealot

"Ticket" as written by Don Letts Michael Geoffrey Jones

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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