-------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- 48 Hours -------- Friday or Saturday, what does that mean? Short space of time an' needs a heavy scene Monday is comin' like a jail on wheels Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight Forty-eight hours needs a'forty-eight Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight Thrills, forty-eight thrills So tell me, and I'll take the tube You know a girl, yeah well she's bound to be rude Can't a'get a'nothin' at the places I've been (Chorus) I've combed this town from top to bottom Try to get around but my legs are broken Every time, I miss it, 'cause I ain't got a ticket (Chorus) Cheap thrills And he got thrills Kickin' for kicks (Chorus) -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Career Opportunities -------- They offered me the office, offered me the shop They said I'd better take anything they'd got Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you really wanna be a cop? Career opportunity the one that never knocks Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the one that never knocks I hate the army and I hate the RAF I don't wanna go fighting in the tropical heat I hate the civil service rules I won't open letter bombs for you Career opportunity the one that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the one that never knock Oi! Bus driver Ambulance man Ticket inspector I don't understand They're gonna have to introduce conscription They're gonna have to take away my prescription If they wanna get me makin' toys If they wanna get me, well I got no choice Career opportunity the one that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the one that never knock Career Career Career It ain't never gonna knock -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Cheat -------- I get violent when I'm fucked up I get silent when I'm drugged up Want excitement, don't get none, I go wild I don't know what can be done about it If you play the game you get nothin' out of it Find out for yourself try bein' a goody goody You better cheat cheat, no reason to play fair Cheat, cheat or don't get anywhere Cheat, cheat if you can't win Nobody knows what they are doin' Beyond your control, Friday night's a ruin You wanna survive, you better learn how to lie (Chorus) Don't use the rules They're not for you, they're for the fools And you're a fool if you don't know that So use the rule you stupid fool -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Deny -------- Deny, you're such a liar Wouldn't know the truth if it hit you in the eye Deny, you're such a liar Sellin' your no no all the time And you said we were goin' out to The Hundred Club Then you said "It ain't my scene" Then you turned up alone Then you turned up alone Deny, you're such a liar Wouldn't know the truth hit you in the street Deny, you're such a liar You're sellin' your no no all the time Then said you'd given it up Gone and kicked it in the head You said you ain't had none for weeks Baby I seen your arms, baby I seen your arms (Chorus) Do you think I'm a ravin' idiot? Just got off the boat Step in live, sign this form Baby ain't got a heart You ain't got a hope (What a liar) Deny you're such a liar Deny, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies Let's here it for truth You know like in the 12P comic In a room filled with scream a'with ice cream Boy meets girl Then probably gets run over Oh, everybody cried But I don't know why I'm a fool, I can't control I've read a'one too many books I believe everything I read What they've written in the Slutsville paper Deny, you're such a lie -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Garageland -------- Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide makin' sure it's effective People ringin' up makin' offers for my life I just want to stay in the garage all night We're a garage band, oh We come from Garageland, oh Meanwhile things are hottin' up in the West End alright Contracts in the offices, groups in the night My bumming slumming friends have all got new boots And someone just asked me if the group would wear suits (Chorus) I don't want to hear about what the rich are doin' I don't want to go to where, where the rich are goin' They think they're so clever, they think they're so right But the truth is only known by guttersnipes (Chorus) There's twenty-two singers! But one microphone Back in the garage There's five guitar players! But one guitar Back in the garage Complaints! Complaints! What an old bag Back in the garage Back in the garage Back in the garage -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Hate & War -------- Hate & war The only things we got today And if I close my eyes They will not go away You have to deal with it It is the currency Hate, hate, hate Hate, hate, hate The hate of a nation A million miles from home And get war from the junkies Who don't like my form I'm gonna stay in the city Even when the house fall down I don't dream of a holiday When hate and war come around Hate & war The only thing we got today Hate & war The only thing I have no will to survive I cheat if I can't win If someone locks me out I kick my way back in And if I get aggression I give it two time back Every day it's just the same With hate an' war on my back Hate and war, I hate English men Hate and war, just as bad as wops Hate and war, I hate all the politeness Hate and war, I hate all the cops Hate and war, I want to walk down any street Hate and war, looking like a creep Hate and war, I don't care if I get beat up Hate and war, by any rotten Greek -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- I'm So Bored With The U.S.A. -------- [Verse 1] Yankee soldier He wanna shoot some skag He met it in Cambodia But now he can't afford a bag Yankee dollar talk To the dictator of the world In fact it's giving orders And they can't afford to miss a word [Chorus] I'm so bored with the U.S.A I'm so bored with the U.S.A But what can I do? [Verse 2] Yankee detectives Are always on the TV Because killers in America Work seven days a week Never mind the stars and stripes Let's play the Watergate Tapes I'll salute the New Wave And I hope nobody escapes [Chorus] I'm so bored with the U.S.A I'm so bored with the U.S.A But what can I do? I'm so bored with the U.S.A I'm so bored with the U.S.A But what can I do? I'm so bored with the U.S.A I'm so bored with the U.S.A But what can I do? [Outro] Move up Starsky For the C.I.A Suck on Kojak For the USA -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Janie Jones -------- [Chorus] He's in love with the rock' n' roll world He's in love with getting stoned world He's in love with Janie Jones' world He don't like his borin' job, no He's in love with the rock' n' roll world He's in love with getting stoned world He's in love with Janie Jones' world He don't like his borin' job, no [Verse 1] And he knows what he got to do He knows he's gonna have fun with you You lucky lady And he knows when the evenin' comes When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you [Chorus] He's in love with the rock' n' roll world He's in love with getting stoned world He's in love with Janie Jones' world He don't like his borin' job, no [Verse 2] 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 got a Ford Cortina That just won't run without fuel Fill her up, Jacko [Chorus] He's in love with the rock' n' roll world He's in love with getting stoned world He's in love with Janie Jones' world He don't like his borin' job, no [Verse 3] And the invoice it don't quite fit No payola'r in his alphabetical file 'Cept for the government, man An' he's just gonna really tell the boss Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels It's pretty bad [Chorus] He's in love with the rock' n' roll world He's in love with getting stoned world He's in love with Janie Jones' world He don't like his borin' job, no [Outro] Oh Oh Let them know Let them know -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- London's Burning -------- London's burnin'! London's burnin'! All across the town, all across the night Everybody's drivin' with full headlights Black or white ya' turn it on, ya' face the new religion Everybody's sittin' 'round watching television! London's burnin' with boredom now London's burning dial 99999 London's burnin' with boredom now London's burnin' dial 99999 I'm up and down the Westway, in and out the lights What a great traffic system, it's so bright I can't think of a better way to spend the night Than speedin' around underneath the yellow lights (Chorus) Now I'm in the subway and I'm lookin' for the flat This one leads to this block, this one leads to that The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone (Chorus) (Here we go) (inaudible shouting) London's burnin'! -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Police and Thieves -------- They're going through a tight wind Police and thieves in the streets, oh yeah Scarin' the nation with their guns and ammunition Police and thieves in the street, oh yeah Fightin' the nation with their guns and ammunition From genesis to revelation The next generation will be, hear me From genesis to revelation The next generation will be, hear me And all the crowd come in, a'day by day No one stop it in anyway All the peacemaker, turn war officer Hear what I say (Chorus) From genesis to revelation The next generation will be, hear me Oh yeah Oh yeah And all the crowd come in, day by day No one stop it in anyway All the peacemaker, turn war officer Hear what I say Police, police, police and thieves, oh yeah Police, police, police and thieves, oh yeah From genesis, oh yeah Police, police, police, police and thieves, oh yeah And I'm scarin', I'm fightin' the nation, oh yeah Shootin', shootin' their guns and, guns and ammunition Oh yeah Police, police, police and thieves, oh yeah I'm scarin', oh yeah I'm scarin' the nation, police oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Here come, here come, here come The station is bombed, oh yeah Get out, get out, get out you people If ya' don't want to get blown up, oh yeah The police, the police and the thieves, oh yeah Ya' gotta lick the ground But you are trapped in the middle, punk Police (x24) -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Protex Blue -------- Standin' in the bog of a West End bar Guy on the right leanin' 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 protective 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 fit my B.D. drill (Chorus) Protex, protex blue All I wanna do Sittin' in a carriage of a Bakerloo Erotica my pocket got a packet for you Advert on the escalator on my way home I don't need no skin flicks, I want to be alone (Chorus) Johnny, Johnny -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- Remote Control -------- [Verse 1] Who needs remote control From the Civic Hall Push a button Activate You got to work, you're late [Verse 2] It's so grey in London town With a Panda car crawlin' around Here it comes Eleven o'clock Where can we go now? [Chorus] Can't make a noise Can't get no gear Can't make no money Can't get outta here [Verse 3] Big business it don't like you It don't like the things ya' do They got no money They got no power They think you're useless An' so you are, punk! [Verse 4] They had a meeting in Mayfair They got ya' down and They want to keep you there It makes them worried Their bank accounts That's all that matters You don't count [Chorus] Can't make no progress Can't get ahead Can't stop the regress Don't wanna be dead (Look out those rules and regulations) [Verse 5] Who needs the Parliament Sittin' makin' laws all day They're all fat and old Queuin' for the House of Lords Repression (gonna start on Tuesday) Repression (gonna be a Dalek) Repression (I am a robot) Repression (I obey) -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- What's My Name -------- [Verse 1] What the hell is wrong with me? I'm not who I want to be I tried spot cream an' I tried it all I'm crawlin' up the wall [Chorus] What's my name? Name Name [Verse 2] I tried to join a ping-pong club Sign on the door said "All full up" I got nicked, fightin' in the road And the judge didn't even know [Chorus] What's my name? Name Name [Bridge] Dad got pissed so I got clocked Couldn't hear the Tannoy so he lost the lot Offers Mum a bribe through the letter box Drives you fucking mad [Verse 3] Now I'm round the back of your house at night Peepin' in the window, are you sleepin' tight? I laugh at your locks with my celloid strip And you won't know who came [Outro] What's my name? Name Name What's my name? Name Name -------- 1977 The Clash -------- -------- White Riot -------- [Chorus] White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own [Verse 1] Black man got a lotta problems But they don't mind throwin' a brick White people go to school Where they teach you how to be real thick [Bridge] Everybody's doin' Just what they're told to And nobody wants To go to jail! [Chorus] White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own [Verse 2] All the power's in the hands Of the people rich enough to buy it While we walk the street Too chicken to even try it [Bridge] Everybody's doin' Just what they're told to And nobody wants To go to jail! [Chorus] White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own [Verse 3] Are ya' takin' over Or are ya' takin' orders? Are ya' goin' backwards Or are ya' goin' forwards? [Chorus] White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own White riot, I wanna riot White riot, a riot of my own -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- All the Young Punks (New Boots and Contracts) -------- [Verse 1] Hangin' about Down the market street I spent a lot of time on my feet When I saw some passin' yabbos We did chance to speak [Pre-Chorus] I knew how to sing, ya' know An' they knew how to pose An' one of them had a Les Paul Heart attack machine [Chorus] All the young punks Laugh your life 'Cause there ain't much to cry for All you young cunts Live it now 'Cause there ain't much to die for [Verse 2] Everybody wants to bum A ride on the rock 'n' roller coaster And we went out Got our name in small print on the poster Of course we got a manager Though he ain't the mafia A contract is a contract When they get 'em out on ya' [Pre-Chorus] You gotta drag yourself to work Drag yourself to sleep You're dead from the neck up By the middle of the week [Chorus] All the young punks Laugh your life 'Cause there ain't much to cry for All you young cunts Live it now 'Cause there ain't much to die for [Bridge] You gotta drag yourself to work Drug yourself to sleep You're dead from the neck up By the middle of the week [Verse 3] Face front ya' got the future shining Like a piece of gold But I swear as we get closer It look more like a lump of coal But it's better than some factory Now that's no place to waste your youth I worked there for a week once I luckily got the boot [Chorus] All the young punks Laugh your life 'Cause there ain't much to cry for All you young cunts Live it now 'Cause there ain't much to die for -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Cheapskates -------- [Intro] I have been a washer up And he has been a scrubber up And I've seen him a pickin' up Dog ends in the rain And he has never read a book Though I told him to take a look He lifted his pool hall cue For another game [Verse 1] But it isn't no modern miracle That we found the golden rule What you can't buy, ya' gotta steal And what ya' say can't steal ya' better leave I don't like to hang about In this lonely room 'Cause London is for going out And tryin' to hear a tune But people come poncin' up to me And say, "What are you doing here You're supposed to be a star Not a cheapskate bleeding queer?" Like a load of rats from a sinkin' ship You slag us down to save your hip But don't give me the benefit of your doubt Because I'll bite it off and spit it out [Chorus] We're cheapskates anything'll do We're cheapskates what are we supposed to do? [Pre / Post Chorus] And we can rock, hey hey let's roll And we can walk, and do the stroll [Chorus] We're cheapskates, anything'll do We're cheapskates, what are we supposed to do? (?) [Verse 2] Just because we're in a group You all think we're stinkin' rich And we all got a'model girls Sheddin' every stitch And you think the cocaine's flowin' Like a river up our noses And every sea will part for us Like the red one did for Moses Well I hope ya' make it one day Just like you always said ya' would some day But I'll get out my money and make a bet That I'll be seein' down the Launderette [Chorus] We're cheapskates, anything'll do We're cheapskates what are we supposed to do? -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Drug-Stabbing Time -------- [Chorus] Drug-stabbin' time Better get workin' on the Ford line A'payin' off the big fine Drug-stabbin' time [Verse 1] Drug-stabbin' time Is from nine to nine Nobody wants a user Nobody needs a loser So kick him out that door Don't answer it no more [Chorus] Drug-stabbin' time Better get workin' on the Ford line A'payin' off the big fine Drug-stabbin' time [Verse 2] Drug-stabbin' time Yeah, it's a Greenwich Mean Time Your friends all hate each other You think you've got another But who's at at the door? Don't answer it no more [Chorus] Drug-stabbin' time Better get workin' on the Ford line A'payin' off the big fine Drug-stabbin' time [Solo] [Verse 3] Drug-stabbin' time In a bedroom cryin’ There's a tape recordin' on a telephone line And it's ringin' from the floor So don't answer it no more [Chorus] Drug-stabbin' time Better get workin' on the Ford line A'payin' off the big fine Drug-stabbin' time Drug-stabbin' time Better get workin' on the Ford line A'payin' off the big fine Drug-stabbin' time [Bridge] Drug-stabbin’ time (Drug-stabbin’) Drug-stabbin’ time Drug-stabbin’ time (Drug habit) Drug-stabbin’ time [Verse 4] Now, I was lyin' in my room It was rainin' drugs all afternoon I hear this car pull up outside Comes to a stop like, skreeee Someone's in a hurry And someone better worry ‘Cause these four guys all had on their feet A pair of black shoes, shinin' and neat, I thinks Hmm, black shoes Good lord, that's bad news Yeah, here they come chargin' up the stairs "Alright sonny, just tell us where!" [Outro] Drug-stabbin' time (“Don’t ask me, mate!”) Better get on the Ford line (“You’re an officer?”) A'payin' off the big fine (“Nasty, ain’t ya?”) Drug-stabbin' time -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- English Civil War -------- [Verse 1] When Johnny comes marchin' home again, hurrah, tala He's comin' by bus or underground, hurrah, tala A woman's eye will shed a tear To see his face so beaten in fear And it was just around the corner in the English Civil War [Verse 2] It was still at the stage of clubs and fists, hurrah, tala When that well known face got beaten to bits, hurrah, tala Your face was blue in the light of the screen As watched the speech of an animal scream New Party army was marchin' right over our heads [Bridge] All right! [Pre-Chorus] Ha, ha, I told you so, hurrah, tala Says everybody that we know, hurrah, tala But who hid a radio under the stairs? Who got caught out unawares? New Party army came marchin' right up the stairs [Chorus] When Johnny comes marchin' home again, hurrah, tala Nobody understands it can happen again, hurrah, tala The sun is shinin' and the kids are shoutin' loud Ya' got to know it's shinin' through a crack in the cloud And the shadows keep on fallin', when Johnny comes marchin' home [Outro] Hurrah, Johnny Oh yeah, Johnny Oh, the guns come home (?) comin' home -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Guns On the Roof -------- I swear by Almighty God To tell the whole truth And nothin' but the truth Guns guns (x4) They torture all the women and children Then they've put the men to the gun Because across the human frontier Freedom's always on the run Guns guns, a-shakin' in terror Guns guns, killin' in error Guns guns, guilty hands Guns guns, shatter the lands A system built by the sweat of the many Creates assassins to kill off the few Take any place and call it a court house This is a place where no judge can stand Sue the lawyers and burn all the papers Unlock the keys of the legal rapers A jury of a billion faces Shouted out condemned out of hand Guns guns, and nobody's kiddin' Guns guns, or foolin' around Guns guns, the violence is singin' Guns guns, a silence the sound And I like to be in Africa A'beatin' on the final drum I like to be in U.S.S.R Makin' sure these things will come I like to be in U.S.A Pretendin' that the wars are done And I like to be in Europe Saying goodbye to everyone Guns guns, guns on the roof Guns guns, made to shoot (x5) -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Julie's Been Working For the Drug Squad -------- [Verse 1] It's Lucy and this guy and all kinds of apple pie She giggles at the screen because it looks so green There's carpets on the pavements and feathers in her eye But sooner or later, her new friend will realize That Julie's been working for the drug squad Julie's been working for the drug squad She will even look you in the eye! Well it seemed like a dream, too good to be true Stash it in the bank while the tablets grow high in their millions And everybody's high-igh-igh (Hi! Man) But there's someone looking down from that mountainside [Chorus 1] 'cause Julie's been working for the drug squad[x2] Come On! [Chorus 2] Ten years for you, nineteen for you And you can get out in twenty-five That is if you're alive, oh alive Don't get a life, oh alive, oh [Verse 2] And then there came the night of the greatest ever raid They arrested every drug that had ever been made They took eighty-two laws through eighty-two doors And they didn't halt the pull till the cells were all full [Chorus 1] [Verse 3] They put him in a cell, they said, "You wait here" You've got the time to count all of your hair You've got fifteen years, it's mighty long time You could have been a physicist, but now your name is on the mailbag list [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] "You're fair Shouldn't stay alone...!" -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Last Gang In Town -------- [Intro] Everybody's lookin' for Last gang in town Ya' better watch out, boy They're all comin' around [Verse 1] The sport of today is excitin' The in-crowd are in for infightin' When some punk sees your rock-olla It's rock and roll all over In every street and every station Kids fight like different nations And it's brawn against brain and knife against chain But it's all young blood flowin' down the drain [Chorus] The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs They're all lookin' 'round The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs They're all lookin' 'round for the last gang in town [Verse 2] Meanwhile down in a’ blacky town Those old soul rebels are hangin' around And when some punk come a'lookin' for sound Rastafari goes to the ground The white heart flipped the pocket dipped Because a black sharp knife never slips And they never say to one another That tomorrow we might kill our brothers [Chorus] The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs They're all lookin' 'round The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs They're all lookin' 'round for the last gang in town [Bridge] Oh, come on, come on Yeah, Kentucky Fried Chicken Yeah, come on, come on Come on an' yell out, baby [Verse 3] Down from the edge of London The Rock City rebels came From another edge of London Skinhead gangs call out their name But not the Zydeco kids from the high rise Although they can't be recognized When you hear a Cajun fiddle then you're nearly in the middle Of the last gang in town [Chorus] The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs Well, they're all lookin' 'round The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs They're all lookin' 'round for the last gang in town Last gang in town [Outro/Solo] Where are they now? (Last gang in town) Where are they now? (Last gang in town) -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Safe European Home -------- [Chorus] Well, I just got back an I wish I never leave now (Where'd ya' go?) Who that Martian arrival at the airport, yeah? (Where'd ya' go?) How many local dollars for a local anesthetic? (Where'd ya' go?) The Johnny on the corner wasn't very sympathetic (Where'd ya' go?) [Verse 1] I went to the place where every white face Is an invitation to robbery An' sitting here in my safe European home Don't wanna go back there again [Pre-Chorus] Wasn't I lucky, wouldn't it be lovely? (Where'd ya' go?) Send us all cards and have a lay in on Sunday (Where'd ya' go?) I was there for two weeks, so how come I never tell now? (Where'd ya' go?) That natty dread drinks at the Sheraton Hotel, yeah? (Where'd ya' go?) [Chorus] Well, I just got back an I wish I never leave now (Where'd ya' go?) Who that Martian arrival at the airport, yeah? (Where'd ya' go?) How many local dollars for a local anesthetic? (Where'd ya' go?) The Johnny on the corner wasn't very sympathetic (Where'd ya' go?) [Verse 2] They got the sun and they got the palm trees (Where'd ya' go?) They got the weed and they got the taxis (Where'd ya' go?) Whoa, "The Harder They Come" and the home of ol' Bluebeat (Where'd ya' go?) I'd stay and be a tourist but I can't take the gun play (Where'd ya'?) [Chorus] Well, I just got back an I wish I never leave now (Where'd ya' go?) Who that Martian arrival at the airport, yeah? (Where'd ya' go?) How many local dollars for a local anesthetic? (Where'd ya' go?) The Johnny on the corner wasn't very sympathetic (Where'd ya' go?) [Outro] What? Rudie come from Jamaica, Rudie can't fail Rudie come from Jamaica, Rudie can't fail Rudie come from Jamaica, 'cause Rudie can't fail Rudie come From Jamaica, Rudie can't fail (Our European home) (Grey European home) Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can't fail (Dull European home) Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can't fail (Dutty European home) Rudie loots and Rudie shoots and Rudie gun man don't back down (Instant European home) Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, guns are comin' (drum roll) (Credits European home) Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can't fail (The big lights European home) Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie he can't fail (You got the nice guy European home) (Explosive European home) Rudie come up from Jamaica, 'cause Rudie can't fail And twenty-four Track European home Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie loots and Rudie shoots Elder come and the Rudie go but no one knows where police must go -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Stay Free -------- [Intro] We met when we were at school Never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools The teacher says we're dumb, we're only havin' fun You know we piss on everyone in the classroom [Verse 1] When we got thrown out I left without much fuss And weekends we'd go dancin' down Streatham on the bus You always made me laugh, got me in bad fights Play me pool all night, smokin' menthols [Verse 2] I practiced daily in my room You were down at Crown plannin' your next move Go on a nickin' spree, hit the wrong guy Each of you get three years in Brixton [Bridge] I did my very best to write How was Butlins? Were the screws too tight? When you lot get out were gonna hit the town We'll burn it fucking down to a cinder [Chorus] 'Cause years have passed and things have changed And I move anyway I want to go And I'll never forget the feelin' I got When I heard that you'd got home [Outro] And I'll never forget the smile on my face 'Cause I knew where you would be And if you're in the Crown tonight have a drink on me But go easy Step lightly, yeah Stay free -------- 1978 Give 'Em Enough Rope -------- -------- Tommy Gun -------- Tommy gun You ain't happy less you got one Tommy gun Ain't gonna shoot the place up Just for fun Maybe he want to die for the money Maybe he wants to kill for his country Whatever he wants, he's gonna get it Tommy gun You better strip it down for a customs run Tommy gun Waitin' at the airport 'til kingdom come An' we can watch him make it On the nine o'clock news Standin' there in Palestine lightin' the fuse Whatever you want, you're gonna get it Tommy gun Tommy gun Tommy gun A'you'll be dead when war is won Tommy gun But did you have to gun down everyone? I can see it's kill or be killed A nation of destiny has gotta be fulfilled Whatever you want, you're gonna get it Tommy gun A'you can be a hero in an age of none Tommy gun I'm cuttin' out your picture from page one I'm gonna get a jacket just like yours An' give my false support to your cause Whatever you want, you're gonna get it Alright Okay, so let's agree about the price And make it one jet airliner for ten prisoners Boats an' tanks and planes, it's your game Kings an' queens an' generals learn your name I see all the innocent, the human sacrifice And if death comes so cheap Then the same goes for life -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- 4 Horsemen (Bonus Track) -------- Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue They told no one where they had begun Four horsemen They was given all the foods of vanity And all the instant promises of immortality They bit the dust screamin' "Insanity!" Four horsemen One was over the edge, one was over the cliff One was lickin' 'em dry with a bloody great spliff When they picked up the hiker he didn't want the lift From the horsemen But you! You're not searching, are you now? You're not lookin' anyhow You'll never ride that lonely mile Or put yourself up on trial (?) all day So that's the price that you gotta pay (?) ok Four horsemen comin' right through Yeah, the four horsemen comin' right through Gonna piss by you Four horsemen comin' right through They gave us everything for bending the mind And we cleaned out their pockets and we drank 'em blind (?) long the finish so don't get left behind Four horsemen And they gave us the grapes that go ripe in the sun That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue But they told no one what they had become Four horsemen (?) Ride -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Brand New Cadillac -------- [Intro] Driiiiiiiive!!! Driiiiiiiive!!! [Chorus] My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac Yes, she did My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy!" "I ain't never comin' back!" [Verse 1] Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea? C'mon, sugar, just come on back to me She said, "Balls to you, Big Daddy" [Verse 2] Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea? Oh, c'mon, just hear my plea She said, "Balls to you, Daddy" She ain't comin' back to me [Chorus] Baby, baby drove up in a Cadillac I said, "Jesus Christ! Where'd ya' get that Cadillac?" She said, "Balls to you, Daddy" She ain't never coming back! (x4) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Clampdown -------- [Verse 1] (The kingdom is ransacked The jewels all taken back And the chopper descends They're hidden in the back With a message on a half-baked tape And the spool goes 'round Sayin' I'm back here in this place And I could cry And there's smoke you could click on) [Chorus] A'what are we gonna do now? Takin' off his turban, they said, "Is this man a Jew?" Workin' for the clampdown They put up a poster sayin' "We earn more than you!" We're workin' for the clampdown We will teach our twisted speech To the young believers We will train our blue-eyed men To be young believers [Post-Chorus] The judge said "Five to ten" but I say "Double that again" I'm not (workin' for the clampdown) No man born with a livin' soul Can be (workin' for the clampdown) Kick over the wall, cause government's to fall How can you refuse it? Let fury have the hour, anger can be power D'you know that you can use it? [Verse 2] The voices in your head are callin' Stop wasting your time, there's nothing comin' Only a fool would think someone could save you The men at the factory are old and cunning You don't owe nothin', so boy get running It's the best years of your life they want to steal [Chorus] But, you grow up and you calm down And you're (workin' for the clampdown) You start wearin' blue and brown And (workin' for the clampdown) So you got someone to boss around It makes ya' feel big now You drift until you brutalize Make your first kill now [Post-Chorus] In these days of evil presidentes (Workin' for the clampdown) But lately one or two has fully paid their due For (workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along! (Workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along! (Workin' for the clampdown) [Bridge] Yeah I’m workin' hard in Harrisburg Workin' hard in Petersburg (Workin' for the clampdown) (Workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along Beggin' to be melted down (Get along, get along) Work Work And I give away no secrets – ha! Work More work More work Work Work Work Work [Outro] Who's barmy now ? -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Death or Glory -------- [Intro] Hey [Verse 1] Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up makin' payments on a sofa or a girl "Love" and "hate" tattooed across the knuckles of his hands Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how [Chorus] Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story [Verse 2] In every gimmick hungry yob diggin' gold from rock 'n' roll Grabs the mic and tell us he'll die before he's sold But I believe in this and it's been tested by research He who fucks nuns will later join the church [Chorus] Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story [Verse 3] Fear in the gun sights They say "Lie low" You say "Ok" Don't wanna play a show No other thinking Was it death or glory now? Playin' the blues of kings Sure looks better now [Chorus] Death or glory just another story Death or glory just another story [Verse 4] In every dingy basement on every dingy street Every draggin' handclap over every draggin' beat That's just the beat of time, beat that must go on If you've been tryin' for years we already heard your song [Chorus] Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story [Bridge] Gotta march a long way Fight a long time Get to travel over mountains Got to travel over seas We gonna fight your brother We gonna fight 'til you lose We gonna raise trouble We gonna raise hell We gonna fight your brother Raise hell [Chorus] Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Four Horsemen -------- 1,2, a 1,2,3,4 Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue They told no one where they had begun Four horsemen They were given all the foods of vanity And all the instant promises of immortality But they bit the dust screamin' "Insanity!" Four horsemen One was over the edge, one was over the cliff One was lickin' 'em dry with a bloody great spliff When they picked up the hiker didn't want the lift From the horsemen But you, you're not searching, are you, now? You're not lookin' anyhow You're never gonna ride that lonely mile Or put yourself up on trial Oh, you told me how your life was so bad And I agree that it does seem sad But that's the price that you gotta pay For lazin' all around all day Four horsemen an' they comin' right through Four horsemen and they're pissing by you They make you look like you're wearing a truss Four horsemen and it's gonna be us Well they gave us everything for bendin' the mind And we cleaned out their pockets and we drank 'em blind It's a long way to the finish so don't get left behind By those horsemen And they gave us the grapes that went ripe in the sun That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue But we still told nothing 'bout what was to come Four horsemen We play all your rock and roll We know your rockin' soul We reach the parts other combos cannot reach We reach the beaches other armies cannot reach We've reached the top of the mountain they cannot reach We play all your rock and roll We know your rockin' soul We play your rock and roll We know your rockin' soul -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Hateful -------- [Verse 1] Well, I got a friend who's a man (who's a man) What man? The man who keeps me from the lonely, the only He gives me what I need (what you need?) What you got? I need it all so badly [Chorus] Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it but not for free It's hateful And it's paid for And I'm so grateful to be nowhere [Verse 2] This year I've lost some friends (some friends) What friends? I dunno, I didn't even notice You see, I gotta go out again (again) My friend I gotta see that main man [Chorus] Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it but not for free It's hateful And it's paid for And I'm so grateful to be nowhere [Verse 3] I killed all my nerves (my nerves) What swerves? I can't drive so steady And already I've lost my memory (my mind) Behind I can't see so clearly [Chorus] Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it but not for free Oh, anything I want he gives it to me (Anything I want he gives it to me) Anything I want he gives it, but not for free (Anything I want he gives it to me) Anything I want, anything I want -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Heart & Mind (Bonus Track) -------- My mind say stop, my heart say go My heart say kill, my mind say no I don't know, which way should I choose? Well I know a man, he's my friend But he steals from a family of friends But I could never tell that man good-bye I got a heart, I got a mind But I can't keep 'em in time I got a heart, I got a mind But I can't keep (?) time It's the same for everyone Stuck between the right and wrong But you just gonna tell ya' which way Someone comes, and someone kills Someone chews a lot of pills But you can put yourself up to say so (Chorus) If only I could keep my heart and mind intact But sometimes someone's wise Sometimes I (?) I got a heart, I got a mind But I can't tell love apart I got a heart, I got a mind But I can't tell love apart Hea-ar-ar-ar-art, I got a mi-i-i-i-ind But I ca-a-a-a-an't keep 'em in time I got a hea-ar-ar-ar-art, I got a mi-i-i-i-ind But I ca-a-a-a-an't tell love apart It's very difficult We got the keys To your heart I got the keys, keys To your heart, heart And I got 'em On my chain, on my chain (x3) (inaudible verse) I got the keys, keys To your heart, heart And I got 'em On my chain, on my chain (x2) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- I'm Not Down -------- If it's true a rich man leads a sad life That's what say from day to day Then what do all the poor do with their lives On judgment day, when nothin' is saved? I've been beat up, I've been thrown out But I'm not down, no I'm not down I've been shown up, but I've grown up And I'm not down, no I'm not down On my own I faced a gang of jeering In strange streets, oh When my nerves were pumping and I fought my fear in I didn't run, I was not done I've been beat up, I've been thrown out But I'm not down, no I'm not down I've been shown up, but I've grown up And I'm not down, no I'm not down 'Cause I've lived that kind of day When none of your sorrows will go away It goes down and down and hit the floor Down and down and down some more Depression But I know there'll be some way When I can swing everything back my way Like skyscrapers rising up Floor by floor, giving up So you rock around and think that you're the toughest In the world, the whole wide world But you're streets away from where it gets the roughest You ain't been there I've been beat up, I've been thrown out But I'm not down, no I'm not down I've been shown up, but I've grown up And I'm not down, no I'm not down I'm not down No, I'm not down No, I'm not down No, I'm not down No, I'm not down No, I'm not down No, I'm not down I'm not down -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Jimmy Jazz -------- [Intro] Police walked in for Jimmy Jazz I said "He ain't here, but he sure went by" Oh, you're lookin' for Jimmy Jazz Satta Massagana for Jimmy Dread Cut off his ears and chop off his head Police come look for Jimmy Jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz So if you're gonna take a message 'cross the town Maybe put it down somewhere over the other side See it gets to Jimmy Jazz [instrumental break] So tell me now..! The police came in they said "Now where's Jimmy Jazz?" I said, "Hmm, he was here but, um, he said he went out" Who you're lookin' for? Jimmy Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz Satta Massagana for Jimmy Dread Cut off his ears and they'll chop off his head Oh you're lookin' for Jimmy Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz What a relief! I feel like a soldier Look like a thief! It's for the Jazz Police a come a lookin' for the Jimmy Jazz He came in and he went past Oh, you're lookin' for the Jimmy Jazz In fact, don't you bother me, not anymore I can't take this tale, oh, no more It's all around, Jimmy Jazz, Jazz J-a-zee zee J-a-zed zed J-a-zee zee J-a-zed zed J-a-zed zed Jimmy Jazz And then it sucks, he said, "Suck that!" So go look all around, you can try your luck, brother And see what ya' found But I guarantee you that it ain't your day, your day It ain't your day Chop! Chop! -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Koka Kola, Advertising & Cocaine (Bonus Track) -------- 1,2,3,4 (Do it again) In the gleaming corridor of the 51st floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision babe, a clinical precision Matching wall and clothes for a silly girl knows Koke adds life to the advertising world Koke adds life to the party girl Koke adds life where there isn't any Koke adds life I get good advice from the advertising world Treat me nice, says the party girl Coke adds life where there isn't any So freeze, man, freeze It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power The top man needs a top up long before the happy hour Crushed (?) snake skin suit and an alligator boot You won't need a launderette, you can send 'em to the vet Koke adds life to the advertising world Koke adds life to the party girl Koke adds life where there isn't any Koke adds life (Roxy cola) (Roxy rolly) (Koke adds life x3) (Repeat 1st verse) (Chorus) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Koka Kola -------- Elevator! Goin' up! In the gleamin' corridor of the 51st floor The money can be made if you really want some more Executive decision, at clinical precision Jumping from the windows, filled with indecision I get good advice from the advertising world Treat me nice, party girl Koke 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 take 'em to the vet! (Chorus) 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 Suit your life, maybe so In the White House, I know All Over Berlin, they do it for years And in Manhattan Comin' through the door is a snub nose forty four 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 leapin' from the windows sayin' "Don't give me none of this!" (Chorus) Hit the deck! -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- London Calling -------- [Verse 1] London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come outta' the cupboard, ya' boys and girls London calling, now don't look to us Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing [Chorus] The ice age is coming, the sun's zoomin' in Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin Engines stop running, but I have no fear Cause London is drownin', I, live by the river [Verse 2] (London calling) to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, you can go it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holdin' out and draw another breath London calling and I don't want to shout But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out London calling, see we ain't got no high 'Cept for that one with the yellowy eyes [Chorus] The ice age is coming, the sun's zoomin' in Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin A nuclear error, but I have no fear Cause London is drowning, I, I live by the river [Instrumental Interlude] [Chorus] The ice age is coming, the sun's zoomin' in Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin A nuclear error, but I have no fear Cause London is drowning, I, I live by the river [Bridge] Now get this [Verse 3] (London calling), yes, I was there, too And ya' know what they said? Well, some of it was true! (London calling) at the top of the dial And after all this, won't you give me a smile? (London calling) [Outro] I never felt so much alike alike alike -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Lonesome Me (Bonus Track) -------- I been left with nothin' No one's lovin' me I'm so down not hopin' Oh, lonesome me Your heart is like a diamond Still know your perfume But you went and left me Now I ain't got you I've been left with nothin' No one's lovin' me I'm so down not hopin' Oh, lonesome me Oh, lonesome me Oh, poor poor me Oh, the pain Oh, lonesome me Oh -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Lost In the Supermarket -------- [Chorus] I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality [Verse 1] I wasn't born, so much as I fell out Nobody seemed to notice me We had a hedge back home in the suburbs Over which I never could see I heard the people who live on the ceiling Scream and fight, most scarily Hearing that noise was my first ever feelin' That's how it's been, all around me [Chorus] I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality [Verse 2] I'm all tuned in, I see all the programs I save coupons from packets of tea I've got my giant hit, discotheque album I empty a bottle, I feel a bit free The kids in halls and the pipes in the walls Making noises for company Long distance callers make long distance calls And the silence makes me lonely [Chorus] I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality [Bridge] And it's not here It disappeared [Chorus] I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality [Bridge] I'm all lost [Chorus] I'm all lost in the supermarket I can no longer shop happily I came in here for the special offer Guaranteed personality -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Lover's Rock -------- (2,3,4) Yeah, you must treat your lover girl right If you wanna make lover's rock You must know the place you can kiss To make lover's rock Everybody knows it's a cryin' shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name But she forgot that thing that she had (Ohh) To swallow You Western man, you're free with your seed When you make lover's rock But woops there goes the strength that you need To make lover's rock A genuine lover takes off his clothes And he can make a lover in a thousand goes But she don't need that thing that she had (Ohh) To swallow (Know what I mean?) Yeah, you must treat your lover girl right To make lover's rock You must know the place you can kiss To make lover's rock Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had (Ohh) To swallow Yeah you throw away all your human theories Once, you lost that grubby feeling Yeah hey! (They call it lover's rock) Ridiculous innit? But that's what they call it (They call it lover's rock) So, follow me now (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) On the floor now (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) Throw your dollars! (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) (They call it lover's rock) It's enormous! (They call it lover's rock) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Paul's Tune (Bonus Track) -------- [Instrumental] -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Revolution Rock -------- Revolution rock It is a brand new rock A bad, bad rock This here revolution rock Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back And I'm so pilled up that I rattle I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice I got no time to do battle Everybody smash up your seats And rock to this brand new beat This here music mash up the nation This here music cause a sensation Tell your ma, tell your pa Everything's gonna be all right Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it Gonna be alright Revolution rock I am in a state of shock So bad, bad rock This here revolution rock Careful how you slide, Clyde All you did was glide And you poured your beer in me hat Keep my good eye on the beat Living on fixation street I ain't got no time for that Everybody smash up your seats And rock to this brand new beat This here music mash up the nation This here music cause a sensation Tell your mama, tell your pa Everything's gonna be all right Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it Gonna be alright Revolution rock Yeah so, get that cheese grater going Against the grains Wearin' me down Pressure increase Everybody! Everybody smash up your seats And rock to this brand new beat This here music mash up the nation This here music cause a sensation Tell your mama, tell your father Everything's gonna be all right Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it Gonna be alright Revolution rock To the coolest mobsters in Kingstown With the hardest skies And the cruelest songs Is your heart so made of rock That the blood must run 'round the block? Are you listenin' mobsters? Yeah All people crawl, gotta die While cart of food goes rolling by It's food for thought mobsters Young people shoot their days away I've seen talent thrown away On your loan shark The organ play! And they're dancin' to the brand new beat This here music mash up the nation This here music cause a sensation Tell your mamamama, tell your papapapa Everything's gonna be all right Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it Everything is gonna be alright I said revolution rock This old cheese grater Runnin' me down This must be the way out Here's a cheap bit Any song you want Playin' requests now in the bandstand El Clash Combo Paid fifteen dollars a day Weddings, parties, anything And Bongo Jazz, a specialty -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Rudie Can't Fail -------- [Intro - Joe Strummer] Sing, Michael, sing On the route of the 19 Bus We hear them sayin' [Verse 1 - Mick Jones] How you get so rude and'a reckless? Don't you be so crude and'a feckless You been drinkin' brew for breakfast Rudie can't fail, no, no (We reply) I know that my life makes you nervous But I tell you that I can't live in service Like the doctor whose born for a purpose Rudie can't fail [Chorus - Jones & Strummer] (Ok) I went to the market to realize (my soul) What I need (I just don't have) (Oh no) First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt Rudie can't fail [Verse 2 - Mick Jones] First you must cure your temper Then find a job in a paper You need someone for a savior Rudie can't fail (We reply) Now we get a'rude and a'reckless To been seen looking cool and speckless An' drinking brew for breakfast Rudie can't fail (oh no) [Chorus] I went to the market to realize (my soul) 'Cause what I need (I just don't have) (Don't have) First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt Rudie can't fail [Bridge - Joe Strummer] Ok, ok So where you wanna go today? Hey boss man, huh, yeah So you're looking pretty smart (Chicken skin suit) with a chicken skin suit You think you're pretty hot (Pork pie hat) in your pork pie hat [Outro] Rudie can't fail (x13) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Spanish Bombs -------- [Verse 1] Spanish songs in Andalucía The shooting sites in the days of '39 Oh, please, leave the ventana open Federico Lorca is dead and gone Bullet holes in the cemetery walls The black cars of the Guardia Civil Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica I'm flyin' in on a DC 10 tonight [Chorus] Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón [Verse 2] Spanish weeks in my disco casino The freedom fighters died upon the hill They sang the red flag, they wore the black one After they died it was Mockingbird Hill Back home the buses went up in flashes The Irish tomb was drenched in blood Spanish bombs shatter the hotels My señorita's rose was nipped in the bud [Chorus] Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón [Verse 3] The hillsides ring with "Free the people" Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39? With trenches full of poets, the ragged army Fixin' bayonets to fight the other line Spanish bombs rock the province I'm hearin' music from another time Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava I'm flyin' in on a DC 10 tonight [Chorus] Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón [Outro] Oh, mi corazón Oh, mi corazón Spanish songs in Andalucía Mandolina, oh, mi corazón Spanish songs in Granada Oh, mi corazón Oh, mi corazón Oh, mi corazón Oh, mi corazón -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- The Card Cheat -------- [Chorus] There's a solitary man cryin', "Hold me" It's only because he's a'lonely And if the keeper of time runs slowly He won't be alive for long! If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? It means nothin' To the opium dens and the barroom gin In the Belmont chair playing violin The gambler's face cracks into a grin As he lays down the king of spades But the dealer just stares "There's something wrong here", he thinks The gambler is seized and forced to his knees And shot dead He only wanted more time Away from the darkest door But his luck it gave in As the dawn light crept in And he lay on the floor From the Hundred Year War to the Crimea With a lance and a musket and a Roman spear To all of the men who have stood with no fear In the service of the King Before you met your fate be sure you Did not forsake Your lover May not be around anymore (Repeat 1st verse) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- The Guns of Brixton -------- [Verse 1] When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting in death row [Chorus] You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, guns of Brixton [Pre-Verse] The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of The Harder They Come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun [Chorus] You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton [Verse 1] When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun? [Chorus] You can crush us You can bruise us You can even shoot us But, oh the guns of Brixton [Verse 3] Shot down on the pavement Waiting in death row His game was survivin' As in heaven, as in hell [Chorus] You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, guns of Brixton Oh, guns of Brixton Oh, guns of Brixton Oh, guns of Brixton Oh, guns of Brixton -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- The Man In Me (Bonus Track) -------- The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine Took a woman like you To get through to the man in me But, oh, what a wonderful feeling Just to know that you are near Sets my a heart a-reeling From my toes up to my ears -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- The Police Walked In 4 Jazz (Bonus Track) -------- (Instrumental) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- The Right Profile -------- [Intro] Say, where did I see this guy? [Verse 1] In Red River? Or A Place in the Sun? Maybe The Misfits? Or From Here to Eternity? [Chorus] Can everybody say, "Is he all right?" And everybody say, "What's he like?" And everybody say, "He sure look funny" That's Montgomery Clift, honey! [Verse 2] New York, (New York) New York, 42nd Street Hustlers rustle and pimp pimp the beat Monty Clift is recognized at dawn He ain't got no shoes and his clothes are torn [Chorus] And everybody say, "Is he all right?" Can everybody say, "What's he like?" Everybody say, "He sure look funny" That's just Montgomery Clift, honey! [Verse 3] I see a car smashed at night Cut the applause and dim the light Monty's face is broken on a wheel Is he alive? Can he still feel? [Chorus] And everybody say, "Is he all right?" And everybody say, "Shine the light!" Everybody say, "It's not funny" That's Montgomery Clift, honey! [Bridge] Shoot his right profile [Chorus] Everybody say, "Is he all right?" And everybody say, "What's he like?" Everybody say, "He sure look funny" That's Montgomery Clift, honey! [Verse 4] Nembutol Numbs it all But I prefer Alcohol [Chorus] And everybody say, "What's he like?" And everybody say, "Is he all right?" Everybody say, "He sure look funny" That's Montgomery Clift, honey! [Verse 5] He said go out and get me my old movie stills Go out and get me another roll of pills Everything's shakin', but I ain't got the chills [Chorus] And everybody say, "What's he like?" And everybody say, "Is he all right?" Everybody say, "He sure look funny" "I was trapped!" Montgomery Clift, honey! -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Train in Vain -------- [Verse 1] You say you stand by your man So tell me something I don't understand You said you love me and that's a fact And then you left me, said you felt trapped Well some things you can explain away But the heartache's in me 'til this day [Chorus] You didn't stand by me No, not at all You didn't stand by me No way [Verse 2] All the times when we were close I'll remember these things the most I see all my dreams come tumblin' down I can't be happy without you around So alone I keep the wolves at bay And there's only one thing I can say [Chorus] You didn't stand by me No, not at all You didn't stand by me No way [Bridge] You must explain Why this must be Did you lie When you spoke to me? Did you stand by me? No, not at all [Verse 3] Now I got a job, but it don't pay I need new clothes, I need somewhere to stay But without all these things I can do But without your love, I won't make it through But you don't understand my point of view I suppose there's nothing I can do [Chorus] You didn't stand by me No, not at all You didn't stand by me No way [Verse 4] You must explain Why this must be Did you lie When you spoke to me? Did you stand by me? [Outro] Did you stand by me? No, not at all Did you stand by me? No way Did you stand by me? No, not at all Did you stand by me? No way -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Walking the Slidewalk (Bonus Track) -------- (Instrumental) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Working and Waiting (Bonus Track) -------- (Instrumental) -------- 1979 London Calling -------- -------- Wrong 'Em Boyo -------- [Intro] Stagger Lee met Billy and they got down to gambling Stagger Lee throwed seven Billy said that he throwed eight, hey So Billy said, "Hey Stagger! I'm gonna make my big attack I'm gonna have to leave my knife in your back" (C'mon, let's start all over again) [Verse 1] Why do you try to cheat? And trample people under your feet (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man But you better stop It is the wrong 'em boyo [Verse 2] You lie, steal, cheat and deceit In such a small, small game (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man You better stop It is the wrong 'em boyo [Verse 3] Billy Boy has been shot And Stagger Lee's come out on top (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat Stagger man You'd better stop (you better stop) It is the wrong 'em boyo, hey [Verse 4] So you must start all over again All over again (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) Play it, Billy, play (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) Well play it, Billy, play An' you will find It is the right 'em boyo [Verse 5] But if you must lie and deceit And trample people under your feet (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat the tryin' man (Don't ya' know it is wrong?) To cheat a tryin' man You better stop It is the wrong 'em boyo [Outro] It is the wrong 'em boyo It is the wrong 'em boyo It is the wrong 'em It is the wrong 'em boyo It is the wrong 'em boyo -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Broadway (Ft. Maria Gallagher) -------- "It isn't my fault it's six o'clock in the morning" He said, coming out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum he began to testify Born in a depression, born out of good luck Born into misery in the back of a truck I'm telling you this mister, don't be put off by looks I've been in the ring and I took those right hooks, yeah, tight hooks Oh, the loneliness used to knock me out Harder than the rest And I've worked for breakfast and I haven't had no lunch Been on delivery and received every punch, yeah Suddenly I noticed that it weren't quite the same Feel different one morning maybe it was the rain But everywhere I looked all over the city They're running in an out of the bars Someone stopped for a pick-up Driving one of those cars, yeah oh You see I always wanted one of those cars Long black and shiny and pull up to the bars Honk your horn, put down your windows Push up your button, and hear it coming in Yeah, you can say, I can see the light Yeah, I can see the light Roll! Forward! Drive! Green lights! Green lights! Intersection, city coming Running comeback, home I run back Not that strong now, oh yeah Yes, who's there now, can I help you? Calling Intel station light alight Did you put your money in?[x2] Yes I put it in, yes I put it in I can see the light, yeah yeah yeah, go go go It say go, I say go, she say go, so we say go Because I can see the light All night, tonight, this night, right now Coming on, coming on, forward motion Across the ocean, and up the hills Yeah, boys let's strike for the hills While that petrol tank is full Give a push, give a pull Give a lamb give a mule Give a donkey or give a horse Down the avenue, down the avenue Oh, so fine in [?] -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Career Opportunities (Child Version) -------- They offered me the office, offered me the shop They said I'd better take everything they got Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you really wanna be a cop? Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Huh I hate all of my school's rules They just think that I'm another fool Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Oi! Bus driver Ambulance man Ticket inspector I don't understand They're gonna have to introduce conscription They're gonna have to take away my prescription If they wanna get me making toys If they wanna get me, I got no choice Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Careers Careers Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Oh no -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Charlie Don't Surf -------- Charlie don't surf and we think he should Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good Charlie don't surf for his hamburger Momma Charlie's going to be a napalm star Everybody wants to rule the world Must be something we get from birth One truth is we never learn Satellites will make space burn We've been told to keep the strangers out We don't like them starting to hang around We don't like them all over town Across the world we are going to blow them down (Chorus) The reign of the super powers must be over So many armies can't free the earth Soon the rock will roll over Africa is choking on their Coca Cola It's a one a way street in a one horse town One way people starting to brag around You can laugh, put them down These one way people going to blow us down (Chorus) Charlie don't surf he'll never learn Charlie don't surf though he's got a gun Charlie don't surf think that he should Charlie don't surf we really think he should Charlie don't surf -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Corner Soul -------- [Chorus] Is the music of Grove Skin Rock Soaked in the diesel of war boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for the river of blood? [Verse 1] Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso Spread the news all over the grove The big meeting has decided That total war must burn on the grove [Verse 2] Does it mean I should take my machete To chop my way through the path of life? Does it mean I should run with the dog pack Is that the way to be the one to survive? [Verse 3] Ya' never need a gun says Tai Chi Move on up to dragon snaps his tail Fall back on still waters Hammer with his eye on the nail [Chorus] Is the music of Grove Skin Rock Soaked in the diesel of war boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for the river of blood? [Verse 4] Spread the word tonight please, Sammy They're searchin' every house on the grove But don't go alone now, Sammy The wind has blown away the corner soul [Verse 5] Tell the news for me, Sammy They're searchin' every place on the grove But don't go down alone now, Sammy The wind has blown away the corner soul [Chorus] Is the music of Grove Skin Rock Soaked in the diesel of war boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for the river of blood? [Bridge] Is the music callin' for a river of blood? [Chorus] Is the music of Grove Skin Rock Soaked in the diesel of war boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Is the music calling for the river of blood? -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Hitsville U.K. (Ft. Ellen Foley) -------- They cried the tears, they shed the fears Up and down the land They stole guitars or used guitars So the tape would understand Without even the slightest hope of a thousand sales Just as if, as if there was, Hitsville in UK I know the boy was all alone, 'til the Hitsville hit UK (Remember) They say true talent will always emerge in time When lightning hits Small Wonder Its Fast Rough Factory time No expense accounts, or lunch discounts Or hyping up the charts The band went in, and knocked 'em dead, in 2 minutes 59 I know the boy was all alone, 'til the Hitsville hit UK So hit it No slimy deals, with smarmy eels in Hitsville UK Lets shake'n say, we'll operate in Hitsville UK I know the girl felt all alone, 'til the Hitsville hit UK The mutants, creeps, and musclemen Are shakin' like a leaf It blows a hole in the radio When it hasn't sounded good all week A mike 'n boom, in your livin' room in Hitsville UK No consumer trials, nor A.O.R., in Hitsville UK I know the boy felt all alone 'til the Hitsville hit UK Now the boys and girls are not alone Now that Hitsville hit UK I know the boys and girls are not alone Now that Hitsville hit UK I know the boys and girls are not alone Now that Hitsville hit UK I know the boys and girls are not alone Now that Hitsville hit UK -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- If Music Could Talk -------- [Left Channel] Make sure! Takin' cover in the bunker tonight Waitin' for Bo Diddley's headlights If music could talk I feel alright Gotta Fender Stratosphere I can do anything tonight It's in neon lights an' global rights Frank? He's on the phone There ain't no German girl outside But who cares when its warm inside? With music Special mystery of music tragically Exchanging slaves for majesties Modern waves of tragedy Packing a two pence colt pair of shoots A shiny grey mexican suit The blue eyed traffic can sashay by 'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai The kick-out traffic goes creaking by I smash my glass and shout shanghi My drummer friend comes shooting by He said Errol Flynn will never die Oh no! Who am I to question why? And are you lonesome tonight And do ya need a country cowboy Who's just thin and tight in those Brrrr bus depot jeans With a squirt resistant stud stud Hey stoner Get over there in the spliffbunker one Because London Bridge was sold somehow But it was too old anyhow When Uncle Sam has broken down We'll make him down in old Japan Say yeah Well there ain't no better band Than Joe Ely and his Texas Men Where the wind blows I ain't seen none like that scenery You can see from a bus if you pay the price Wave my arms around Flag one of those taxi's maybe I saw a girl somewhere somehow Forever sticks in my mind somehow I've just got three lines And a pair of two's Like a lucky roll of dice that you You cast [Right Channel] If music could talk! Which means Whatever your mind can bring Like the apple fell off the tree Pah! Fell right on his head Yeah many years ago There was a man who said I am a shaman A voodoo shaman Got in trouble so he's going out Mixing up and Haiti! Oh! And the crickets Buddy Holly said it was Brrr Brrr yiii! If music could talk you know I feel kinda lonely Standing out on the floor Of Electric Ladyland... Cos this is a good question Samson Are you partly Arabic? Chi man! Whatcho all about I don't want to I can't hope to Say it all in one go Occasionally once or twice A day I feel alive enough to say Let's hear what the drummerman's Got to say about He said is it Errol Flynn's birthday or not? Sept 12 until October If they pack 2 piece Colt pair of shoots We got the shiny grey Mexican suits I'm just wasting a great big Corporation and the entire fund The girders of Wall Street And the temples of money And the high priests Of the expense account And I'm wasting the whole thing I come down in Yamaha-ha They make the best pianos It's time to step-up -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Ivan Meets G.I. Joe -------- So you're on the floor, at 54 Think you can last at Le Palace? Does your body go to the to and fro? Tonight's the night or didn't you know That Ivan meets G.I. Joe (Ivan meets G.I. Joe) Ivan meets G.I. Joe (Ivan meets G.I. Joe) Ivan meets G.I. Joe (Ivan meets G.I. Joe) Ivan meets G.I. Joe He tried his tricks that Ruskie bear The United Nations said "It's all fair" He did the radiation, he did the chemical plague He could not win with a Cossack spin The Vostok Bomb, the Stalin strike He tried every move he tried to hitchhike He drilled a hole like a Russian star He made every move in his repertoire (Chorus x2) It's G.I. Joe's turn to blow He turned it on cool and slow He tried a pay phone call to the Pentagon A radar scan, a leviathan He wiped the Earth clean as a plate What does it take to make a Ruskie break? But the crowd are bored and off they go Over the road to watch China blow! (Chorus) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Junco Partner -------- Down the road came a Junco Partner Boy, he was loaded as can be He was knocked out, knocked out loaded He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singin' "6 months ain't no sentence And one year ain't no time I was born in Angola Servin' 14 to 99" Well I wish I had me $1 million dollars One million to call my own (all my own) I would raise me and say, "Grow for me baby" Raise me a tobacco farm Take a walk Take a walk, Junco Partner Hey! Don't bother me ! Like that! Well, when I had me a great deal of money Yeah had mighty good friends all over town Now I ain't got no more money All of my good friends just put me down So now I gotta pawn my ratchett and pistol Yeah, I gonna pawn my watch and chain I would have pawned my sweet Gabriella But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name (Repeat 1st verse) I can't walk! I can't walk! Down the road a'came a Junco Partner "Hey, mister" he called out to me And it was three things he shouted Singin', singin' (?) Oh! Junco Partner Well I'm down, yes I'm getting thirsty Pour me out a good beer, when I'm dry Just, just give me whisky, when I'm thirsty Give me headstone when I die Down the road -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Junkie Slip -------- I wasn't going that far The junkie slip! I said I wasn't doing it The junkie slip! Yea thought I'd find a rhythm in the junkie town Thought I'd find a rhythm when the junkies hang around Thought I'd go out walking to the junkie kind of beat Setting on those bars that the junkies meet The junkie slip! Nail it down The junkie slip! This side of town The junkie slip! And what you knowing before you's a doing The things they's a-knowing You pawn your coat and your car Pawned your cigar and your old guitar You pawned your guitar and your saxophone You're pawning everything in your mother's home Because it's a junkie slip! Just like rock and roll A junkie slip! Like Johnny did the stroll And you know it feels alright But what's that feeling on a Saturday night? You're itching itching itching in your pillow in the day You're itching itching itching and you gave your coat away Itching itching itching and then in your sleeping bag There's a little packet that you thought you never had It's a junkie slip! Every night Junkie slip! Cold water fright It's a junkie slip And an old spoon cooky cooky cooky kooky afternoon All afternoon and in the middle of the night You're worse for the difference and it don't sleep tight Don't pull the curtains don't put on the light C-c-c-cos it's a junkie slip! What's going on? Was early night I lit the fire Finish alright Yeh Edi-Edi-Edi-Yeh Edi-Juan Him going to live with Indian Come in the car, it's an old machine Riding from Brookway on a magazine Be on that corner with a magazine Do ya do ya do ya follow your friends? Do I hear you saying that you're going back again? It's a junkie slip! Where? Did it end? But did it ah did it did it ever end? When did it ever end? Don't ask me when on a Wednesday night Don't ask me when on a Thursday night I said oh? Who the hell are you? You said oh! Well you met me I said I can guess why -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Kingston Advice -------- In these days, you can get no rice No razor blades, but you can get knife In these days, see the people run They have no food, but the boy have gun In these days, they don't throw the stone Nor use the voice, they use the gun alone In these days to be an oddity Be hunted down like a scarcity In these days, don't beg for life Want to take Kingston advice? Oh please, don't beg for your life In these days the beat is militant Must be a clash, there's no alternative In these days, nations are militant We have slavery under government In these days in the firmament I look for signs that are permanent In these days with no love to give The world will turn with no one left to live (Chorus 2) In these days, I don't know what to do The more I see, the more I'm destitute In these days, I don't know what to sing The more I know, the less my tune can swing (Chorus 1) In these days, all the people run In these days, let the boy have gun In these days -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Let's Go Crazy -------- "I'm entertain' the people and I'm also assert callins is calling for peace in the carnival and love And also, all the youth, the young generation of today, I am begging them, and I'm preaching to them and I'm selling my record, I am selling clothes, I'm selling cloth to help the young generation of England today Black, white, pink, blue, you name it And all you millions out there, come down at the night time, the carnival time Stop freezing, everybody, 'cause we are having a great time here" Summon up the mas! (Like this) Play on the pan! Starin' dreads are jerking their locks The White Star liner sank in the docks But on the drummers face, there is a look of dread He drums away 400 years of dread The dancer man, with the the power of mas Smoking to the mighty sparrow's blast But you better be careful You still got to watch, watch yourself You wanna be crazy So you wanna go crazy Let's go crazy So you wanna be crazy Then let's go crazy Let's go crazy The lawful force are here, of course For special offenders, for the special court But the young men know when the sun has set Darkness comes to settle the debt Owed by a year of S.U.S. and suspect Indiscriminate use of the power of arrest They're waiting for the sun to set They're waiting for the sun to set So you wanna go crazy So you wanna be crazy Let's go crazy So you wanna go crazy Then lets go crazy Let's go crazy The mighty observer keeps his cabinets hot A great meeting of a'rhythm and a'rhythm and face Humming of valves and a children's place The sticks man gives the copper good excuse To shut off the ganja and control the juice Control the juice For sure Control the juice So take it on crazy So take it out crazy Let's go crazy Just take it on crazy Jah, Chaka Take it on crazy Let's go crazy Bricks and bottles Corrugated iron (Crazy) Shields and helmets Carnival time(Crazy) Take it on crazy 'N moa ambassa Take it on crazy Sledgehammer sound Take it on crazy Ray symbolic Take it on crazy From jam-down town "And as times go, have you each and everyone of us who gathered here, are we are little ants behold on this Earth today to make peace and love with the new arrive and also to help the young generation of tomorrow Yes, sunbeam, that means, we don't want no war at this carnival this day All we want is just peace, love, happiness and joyfulness [?]" -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Lightning Strikes (Not Once But Twice) -------- Strikes strikes strikes strikes strikes Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I wanna talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring then it's time to sing Never mind the little birdies wing Look out, look out, old New York New York's comin' and New York talk Hey! Strike! Not once Strike! But twice! Get out your money peel a slab Roll some notes and hail a cab Drive in church drive in back Drive down Seventh in a tank Take in the sights, feel the breeze See New York's one and only tree It can be found in Garbage park But don't inspect it after dark, no Strike! New York! Lightning! Not once but twice Accidental hike in the transit strike Roller skate or ride a bike Three to a car, Brooklyn Bridge You won't get far if you're privileged Graffiti Jack sprays in black An Englishman can he read it back? Deli Joe he ought to know He runs the gang on Pastrami Row Strike! Lightning strike! Oohhhhh Strike! strike! Lightning Strike! Lightning Strike! Lightning Strike! Lightning Because glass to glass, street to street Buildings touch St. Peter's feet From car to bar, prez to shah Everything is in the jar The 4 winds blow 'cause the 4 winds know Takes a special hustle to make a roll Honey girl on her feet I wish everything to make her sweet Ow! Strike! Twice! Ok, so roll! From Harlem! Strike one! Harlem slum to penthouse block On every door I already knocked There wasn't anybody that I didn't leave alone Somebody lyin' under every stone Everything that a man could need In a bag down by my knee That looks good, this ain't got seeds Cheaper than booze down in the Bowery Lightning strike! Old New York! Everything's light! Strike! Hey ho such a night I'll see you all when the lightning strike A Polaroid caught in the act You're married too and that's a fact But I won't peek and I won't squeak Down by the trucks on Christopher Street It's Cuban Day Oy Vey Chinese New Year let's call it a day Tootsie! Hey Chi man! That melody is Puerto Rican Hey Chi man is what he's speaking An' there's the road down into London Town Where many cars get broken down It's the West way from Lad-broke Grove Runs down to Old Hounslow Just thought I would mention the new extension That run's down the 59th street intersection Did you hear the news y'all? London Town on the Broadway! -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Living In Fame -------- So you've got to live up to your name Or else I'll put you to shame, listen If you say you a selector You a fe have good selection A-and I say if you say you a the special Man, I say I want to know your potential You a say you a madness You a say you a the best But when I put you upon you feet A-some a-some a say you can't play de beat And I hear you say a Clash a you ruler Say a Clash sound cooler, eh Say a Clash sound sweeter And now-a-days man a measure mile in a meter, eh Live up to your name Or else you die in shame A-and a so me say fe live up to your name A so me tell you say you die in shame Some a dem a bodysnatcher Some a dem a barracuda, eh But who a know fe me Jah Jah Fe me Jah a me creator, eh Flying saucers, rock-and-roll Natty Dread a fe be in control It's all in the whirlwind I say you've gone with the blockhead A-and I say me say that some a dem a Sex Pistol Nipple erectors A so me tell you set dem sp [?] man a gone An [?] farm And I'll tell you about the X-generation Me know dem a victimed Because dem no know fe me sweet Jah Jah, eh Clash a you ruler Say a Clash sound cooler A-and I tell you say a Clash sound sweeter And now-a-days man measure mile in a meter A none a dem deh measure gallon in a litre And I tell you say me know then a cheat you Because when you living in a fame You got to live up to your name Or else a suffer and you die in a shame And I tell you say it's all in the game, eh Some a say them a selector Dem a fe have good selection Or else deh moving in the wrong direction And they no know this a reggae vibration A-and a so me say a Clash a you ruler And dis you one a say it a musically cooler, eh Me say we live up to your name Or else you suffer and you die in a shame Because when you living in a fame A so me tell you say it's all in the game And so me talking about Specials and madness beats Big body snatcher, [?], eh Flying saucers, rock-and-roll See you gone in the whirlwind A-and I tell you say, a you a the blockhead And some will tell you that you dreader than dread (Chorus 1) When you living in a fame You got to live up to your name Or else you suffer and you die in a shame It's all in the game, eh This is the game of life We no want no strife Game of life We no want no strife, no no Don't, no no no no Fucking hell Mickey -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Look Here -------- Look here! What ya' think you're gonna be doin' next year? No lie How you know you're not gonna up and die? No doubt Soon enough your friends will find you out Take care You might not have much time to spare (x2) I say, how long have you been actin' up this way? One knows When you gonna get your own floor show I'm hip And you could use a button on your lip Look here What ya' think you're gonna be doin' next year? Yeah -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Lose This Skin (Ft. Tymon Dogg) -------- Come with me, I won't hide We're going on a ride We meet each day, use time to see While we're young and almost free I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in (x2) Do not turn or hate to see All the things you think we've got Do not turn or hate to see What happened to the wife of Lot I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in (x2) We're alone or so they say We're not on our own in that way When we're alone it's real tough going We can take a part in someone else's play Come with me, I thought he said But that's not him anymore, he's dead What's it like to be so free So free it looks like lost to me I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in (x2) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Mensforth Hill -------- [Instrumental] -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Midnight Log -------- Working for the devil you'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him down among the racks You don't believe in him, but he can wait for you You do his work so fine he'll remember you He'll remember you Worried for my friend as he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him his lips and eyelids black He don't believe my speech that lines can and should be drawn Like if he had a shotgun the barrels would be spawn The barrels would be spawn Swallowed by the river, swollen by the rains That leaking old computer of fingerprints and names Swimming in the river that floods the neighborhood I would call to you but it would do no good But it would do no good Voting for the law that's the general occupation First comes the public safety, second comes the nation You won't believe me now but there's been some illumination The wisest cops have realized they fucked the operation They fff... Cooking up the books a respected occupation The anchor and foundation of multi-corporations They don't believe in crime, they don't know that it exists But to understand what's right and wrong, the lawyers work in shifts The lawyers work in shifts And speaking of the devil he ain't been seen for years 'Cept every 20 min he zooms between me ears I don't believe in books, but I read all the time For ciphers to the riddles and reasons to the rhymes Reasons to the rhymes, rhyme [?] -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- One More Dub -------- Stop wastin' time Right One more breath One more time in the ghetto One more time if you please One One more time for the dyin' man One more time if you please now One more time -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- One More Time -------- Must I get a witness for all this misery? There's no need to brothers, everybody can see That it's a'one more time in the ghetto One more time if you please One more time to the dyin' man One more time to be free One more time in the ghetto One more time to be free One more time in the ghetto One more time to be free The old lady kicks karate For just a little walk down the street The little baby knows Kung Fu He tries it on those he meets 'Cause its a'one more time in the ghetto One more time if you please now One more time to the dyin' man They say one more time if you please (Chorus 1) (Chorus 2) (Chorus 1) You don't need no silicone to calculate poverty Watch when Watts town burns again The bus goes to Montgomery 'Cause it's a one more time in the ghetto One more time if you please One more time for the dying man One more time to be free One more time (x4) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Police On My Back -------- [Verse 1] Well, I'm a-runnin' Police on my back I've been hidin' Police on my back There was a shootin' Police on my back And the victim Well, he won't come back [Chorus] I've been runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done? What have I done? [Verse 2] Yes, I'm runnin' Down the railway track Won't you help me? Police on my back They will catch me If I dare drop back Won't you give me All the speed I lack? [Chorus] I've been runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done? What have I done? [Refrain] I'm runnin' I'm runnin' I keep runnin' [Verse 2] Yes, I'm runnin' Down the railway track Won't you help me? Police on my back They will catch me If I dare drop back Won't you help Find the speed I lack? [Chorus] I've been runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done? What have I done? [Refrain] Because I'm runnin' (Police on my back) Hidin' (Police on my back) Runnin' (Police on my back) Hidin' (Police on my back) [Outro] Yes, I'm runnin' Down the railway track Could you help me? Police on my back They will catch me If I dare drop back Won't you give me All the speed I lack? I've been runnin' I've been runnin' -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Rebel Waltz -------- I slept as I dreamed of a time long ago I saw an army of rebels, dancin' on air I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfire A song of the battle, that was born in the flames The rebels were waltzin' on air I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz That was written to be danced on the battlefield I danced to the song of a voice of a girl A voice that called "Stand 'til we fall Stand 'til all the boys fall" As we danced came the news that the war was not won Five armies were comin', with carriage and gun Through the heart of the camp Swept the news from the front A cloud crossed the moon, a child cried for food We knew the war could not be won So we danced with a rifle, to the rhythm of the gun In a glade through the trees I saw my only one Then the earth seemed to rise hell hot as the sun The soldiers were dyin', there was a tune to the sighin' The song was an old rebel one As the smoke of our hopes rose high from the field My eyes played tricks through the moon and the trees I slept as I dreamt, I saw the army rise A voice began to call, "Stand 'til you fall" The tune was an old rebel one -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Shepherds Delight -------- (Instrumental) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Silicone On Sapphire -------- Have you ever asked yourself Who holds the key that winds up Big Ben? Right Channel: Silicone on Sapphire Left Channel: Connection My prerogative is zero When is your start What is your data Databus Databus I'm pushing your breakpoints Anytime Mike[?] Know my subroutine Motorola XOR sizer Modem connecting In sync Buffer Handshaking Throughput Mnemonic code I have your sentences right Go ahead Macro command Yes This is my micro instruction Improper request Output failed Request debug Improper request Request debug System debug freeze Your memory is volatile Freeze Log[?], add this is my address bus Log add Kill Kill [?] [?] Rub out You're on system interconnect You are typing into my memory Shift, shift, shift That's better Now my decoder I request your zero variable storage I am a Texas Instrument Clear, overrun My zero positive Truth table Connection Give me your input Vector interrupt Erase function Vector interrupt Go to RAM, Go to RAM Go yourself Go to RAM I take it back[?] Your memory is volatile Your inputs, are deprived Save, save Erase [?] Go to outputs Large scale integration No source statements Give me, give me flowchart All [died on call][?] databus Hardware, firmware Inhibit, inhibit, overflow Yes. Hardwired logic. Machine language Connection deprived by request, request Parallel operation Give me push count stack I must have your address first Take your datalog recharge Hello, hello System debug freeze Clear restore and exit Exit all done -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Somebody Got Murdered -------- [Verse 1] Someone lights a cigarette While ridin' in a car Some old guy takes a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night No one can remember Somebody got murdered Goodbye, for keeps, forever [Chorus] Somebody got murdered Somebody's dead forever [Verse 2] And you're mindin' your own business Carryin' spare change You wouldn't cosh a barber You're hungry all the same I been very tempted To grab it from the till I been very hungry But not enough to kill [Chorus] Somebody got murdered Somebody's dead forever [Verse 3] Somebody got murdered His name cannot be found A small stain on the pavement They'll scrub it off the ground As the daily crowd disperses No one says that much Somebody got murdered And it left me with a touch [Chorus] Somebody got murdered Somebody's dead forever [Outro] Sounds like murder Those shouts Are they drunk down below? Sounds like murder Those screams! Are they drunk down below? Say, my watch stopped, some time ago Sounds like murder Those screams! Drunk, down below -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Something About England -------- (Mick Jones) They say the immigrants steal the hubcaps Of respected gentlemen They say it would be wine and roses If England were for Englishmen again I saw a dirty overcoat At the foot of the pillar of the road Propped inside was an old man Who time could not erode The night was snapped by sirens Those blue lights circled past The dance hall called for an ambulance The bars all closed up fast My silence gazing at the ceiling While roaming the single room I thought the old man could help me If he could explain the gloom "You really think it's all new You really think about it too" The old man scoffed as he spoke to me "I'll tell you a thing or two" (Joe Strummer) I missed the fourteen-eighteen war But not the sorrow afterwards With my father dead, my mother ran off My brothers took the pay of hoods The twenties turned the north was dead The hunger strike came marching south The garden party not a word was said The ladies lifted cake to their mouths The next war began and my ship sailed With battle orders writ in red In five long years of bullets and shells We left ten million dead The few returned to old Piccadilly We limped around Leicester Square The world was busy rebuilding itself The architects could not care But how could we know when I was young All the changes that were to come? All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield And now the terror of the scientific sun There was masters and servants and servants and dogs They taught you how to touch your cap Through strikes and famine and war and peace England never closed this gap So leave me now the moon is up But remember the tales I tell The memories that you have dredged up Are on letters forwarded from Hell" It's a long way to Tipperary It's a long way to go Goodbye, Piccadilly Farewell, Leicester Square (Mick Jones) The streets were now deserted The gangs had trudged off home The lights clicked out in the bedsits Old England was all alone -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Call Up -------- It's up to you, not to heed the call up And you must not act, the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons, why you have grown up? Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up? It's up to you, not to heed the call up I don't want to die It's up to you, not to hear the call up I don't want to kill For he who will die Is he who will kill? Maybe I want to see the wheatfields Over Kiev and down to the sea (Chorus 2) All the young people down the ages They gladly marched off to die Proud city father used to watch them Tears in their eyes (Chorus 2) For he who will die Is he who will kill? There is a rose, that I want to live for Although, God knows, I may not have met her There is a dance and I should be with her There is a town, unlike any other It's up to you not to hear the call up And you must not act, the way you were brought up Who gives you work, why should you do it? At fifty five minutes past eleven, there is a rose It's up to you not to hear the call up (x2) I don't want to die There is a rose, that I want to live for It's up to you not to hear the call up -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Crooked Beat -------- Start the car lets make a midnight run Across the river to South London To dance to the latest hi-fi sound Of the bass, guitar and drum Seekin' out a rhythm that can take the tension off Steppin' in and out of that crooked crooked beat Take a piece of cloth, a coin for thirst For the sweat will start to run With a cymbal splash, a word of truth And a rockin' bass and drum (Chorus) One by one they come on down From the tower blocks of my hometown Steppin' with the rhythm of the musical beat Drownin' out the pressure of the crooked street (Chorus) It has a crooked past this crooked street Where cars patrol this crooked beat Badges flash and sirens wail They'll be takin' one and all to jail Whooooo Prance! Prance! You want a law to dance? Whooooooo This particular one is a crooked crooked beat Whaaaa It's a bird, it's a plane No, it's a dog (?) (Chorus) (Repeat 1st verse) Seekin' out a rhythm This particular one is a crooked crooked beat -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Equaliser -------- No! Gangboss no! We don't want the whip! As you get weaker We don't want no gangboss We want to equalize We gang, we want to equalize till No! Gangboss no! We don't want the whip! As you get weaker, it will get harder So don't be like them Your bones of effort and strength Don't sell out to them We don't want no gangboss We want to equalize We don't want no gangboss We want to equalize To my father's father's father work was no joy When his son, grown of age, you've got to work now my boy Father, father's father, they've had to work hard boy Never ceasing for many years, want to follow that boy? (Chorus) 'Til half and half is equalized, oh put down the tools See the car, see the house, see the fabulous jewels See the world you have built in with shoulders of iron See the world but it is not yours say the stealers of Zion (Chorus) Geneva, Wall street Who makes them so fat? Well well, me an' you Better think about that in overdrive Till humanize is equalize Oh, put down the tools Every face on every side Throw down the tools (Chorus) Going home, don't check with Rome Paint strike on the door It's one to one, the fight is on So don't go to war (Chorus) Move me on -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Leader -------- Atom secrets, secret leaflet Have the boys found the leak yet? Molehill sets the wheel in motion His downfall picks up locomotion You gotta give the people somethin' good to read on a Sunday Now the leader's wife takes a government car In the dark to meet the minister But the leader never leaves his door ajar Swings a whip from the Boer War The people must have something good to read on a Sunday He wore a leather mask for his dinner guests Totally nude and with deep respect Proposed a toast to the votes he gets The feeling of power and the thought of sex The people must have something good to read on a Sunday Now the girl let the fat man touch her Vodka fumes and the feel of a vulture Driver waited in the embassy car The fat man's trap was set for capture The girl let the thin man touch her Mixing questions, drunken laughter Ministry car waitin' there Minister knows his own affair The people must have something good to read on a Sunday -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Magnificent Seven -------- [Intro] The Magnificent Seven! [Chorus] Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move yourself to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up and learn those rules Weather man and the crazy chief One says "Sun" and one says "Sleet" A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too Churnin' out that boogaloo Gets you up and a'gets you out But how long can you keep it up? Gimme Honda, gimme Sony So cheap and real phony Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents English pounds and Eskimo pence [Post-Chorus] You lot! What? Don't stop, give it all you got You lot! What? Don't stop, yeah! You lot! What? Don't stop, give it all you got You lot! What? Don't stop, yeah! [Verse 1] Workin' for a rise, better my station Take my baby to Sophistication She's seen the ads, she thinks it's nice Better work hard, I seen the price Never mind that, it's time for the bus We got to work, and you're one of us Clocks go slow in a place of work Minutes drag and the hours jerk [Bridge] "When can I tell 'em wot I do? In a second, maaan, a'right Chuck!" [Pre-Chorus] Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss It's our profit, it's his loss But anyway, the lunch bell ring Take one hour, and do your... thang! Cheeseboiger! [Verse 3] What do we have for entertainment? Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement Now the news, a'snap to attention The lunar landing of the dentist convention Italian mobster shoots a lobster Seafood restaurant gets outta hand A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car? Like cowboys do, in TV land [Pre-Chorus] You lot! What? Don't stop, give it all you got You lot! What? Don't stop, oh! You lot! What? Don't stop, give it all you got, yeah You lot! What? Don't stop [Chorus] So get back to work and sweat some more The sun will sink and we'll get out the door It's no good for man to work in cages Hits the town, he drinks his wages You're frettin', you're sweatin' But did you notice you ain't gettin'? You're frettin', you're sweatin' But did you notice not gettin' anywhere? Don't you ever stop a'long enough to start? Take your car outta that gear Don't you ever stop long enough to start? Get your car outta that gear Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels Came to the checkout at the 7-11 Marx was skint, but he had sense Engels lent him the necessary pence [Post-Chorus] What have we got? Yeah A'what have we got? Yeah-o What have we got? Magnificence (I say) What have we got? [Chorus] Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi Went to the park to check on the game But they was murdered by the other team Who went on to win 15-nil You can't be true, you can't be false You'll be given the same reward Socrates and Milhous Nixon Both went the same way, through the kitchen Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin Who's more famous to the billion millions? News Flash Vacuum Cleaner Sucks Up Budgie Ooh hoo! Bye bye [Post-Chorus] The Magnificent Seven! Magnificent! [Outro] Magnificent Seven! This is fuckin' long, innit? -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Sound of Sinners -------- As the floods of God Wash away sin city They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That destroyed The walls of Jericho The winds of fear Whip away the sickness The message on the tablets Was Valium The planets form That golden cross, Lord I'll see You on The holy crossroads After all this time (Judgement day) To believe in Jesus (Judgement day) After all these drugs (Judgement day) I thought I was him (Judgement day) After all my lying and crying and suffering I ain't good enough, I ain't clean enough to be him (On judgement day) Oh no, oh no The tribal wars (Judgement day) Are burning up the homeland (Judgement day) The fuel of evil (Judgement day) Is raining from the sky (Judgement day) The sea of lava (Judgement day) Flowing down the mountain (Judgement day) The time will sweep (Judgement day) Us sinners by (Judgement day), by, by After all these years (Judgement day) To believe in Jesus (Judgement day) After all these drugs (Judgement day) I thought I was him (Judgement day Judgement day) After all my lying and crying and suffering I ain't good enough, I ain't clean enough to be him (On judgement day), no, no I've taken one ride (Judgement day), go, go, lets go, (Judgement day) Through Las Vegas (Judgement day) You go to hell (Judgement day) I'm given these sixguns (Judgement day) Seven and elevens (Judgement day) To roll (Judgement day) Holy rollers roll (judgement day) After all this time (Judgement day) To believe in Jesus (Judgement day) After all those drugs (Judgement day) I thought I was him (Judgement day) After all my lying and crying and suffering I ain't good enough, I ain't clean enough to be him (On judgement day), oh no, oh no After all these years (Judgement day) To believe in Jesus (Judgement day) After all those drugs (Judgement day) I thought I was him (Judgement day) After all my lying and crying and suffering I ain't good enough, I ain't clean enough to be him (On judgement day) One take, one down on this roadless road (Judgement day) (Judgement day) (Judgement day) (Judgement day) Listen give generously now (Judgement day) Pass the hubcap please (Judgement day) I don't think so, thank you (On judgement day) After all this time (Judgement day) To believe in Jesus (Judgement day) After all those drugs (Judgement day) I thought I was him (Judgement day) After all my lying and crying and suffering I ain't good enough, I ain't clean enough to be him Lord, lord, lord, lord (Judgement day) (Judgement day) (Judgement day) Thank you I like to thank you all for coming here this week (Judgement day) The collection boxes (Judgement day) Are deemed empty congregation before Hope to see you next Sunday (On judgement day) Afternoon three thirty next week (Judgement day) Cheerio (Judgement day) (Judgement day) (Judgement day) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- The Street Parade -------- When I was waiting for your phone call The one that never came Like a man about to burst I was dying of thirst Though I will never fade Or get lost in this daze Though I will disappear And join the street parade It's not too hard to cry In these crying times I'll take my broken heart And take it home in parts But I will never fade Or get lost in this daze Though I will disappear And join the street parade I was in this place The first church of the city I saw tears on the face The face of a visionary Though I will disappear To join the street parade Disappear and fade Into the street parade -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Up In Heaven (Not Only Here) -------- The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's marked by the chime of a clock What you gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the debris the last bedroom light We're invisible here just past midnight And the wives hate their husbands, the husbands don't care Their children daub slogans to prove they lived there A giant pipe organ up in the air You can't live in a home which should not have been built By the bourgeois clerks who bear no guilt When the wind hits this building this building it tilts One day it will surely fall to the ground Fear is just another commodity here They sell us peeping holes to peek when we hear A bang on the door resoundingly clear Who would really want to move in here? The children play faraway, the corridors are bare This room is a cage, it's like captivity How can anyone exist in such misery? It has been said not only here "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towerin' buildings For the weary bones of the workers To go back in the morning" It has been said not only here "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towering buildings For the weary bones of the workers To be strong in the morning" It has been said not only here To raise the towering buildings "Allianza dollars are spent To raise the towering buildings For the weary bones of the workers To go back in the morning To be strong in the morning" -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Version City -------- There is a train at Version city Waiting for the rhythm mail If you can jump then jump right now She can pull you through to better days Is that the train that they speak of The one I heard in my younger days All great bluesmen have rode her I'm jumping up going to ride that train There's a lonely soul out on the crossroads He's waiting there in the pouring rain He's looking for that great ride yeah That'll take him to oh what's her name? So I rode that train from Version city For ninety-nine and one half days I never heard such rhythm sound It was in my soul which was on the train We went straight through Syndrum junction Up and over the Acapella pass Then Gibson town and Fenderville All stations to the mesa boogie ranch We saw that soul out on the cross roads Waiting there in the pouring rain We called hey engine slow your rhythms See he wants to ride the version train We rode that train from Version city For ninety-nine and one half years I never seen such funky country While riding with the engineers I could not fill no application Before I rode this rhythm train I could not work at my station Before I rode the version train There is a train, there is a train at Version city Waiting for the rhythm mail If you can jump then jump right now She can pull you through to better days She can pull you through to better days Pull you through to better days (x3) -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Version Pardner -------- This is a dub version of Junco Partner, for annotated lyrics see here -------- 1980 Sandinista! -------- -------- Washington Bullets -------- Oh! Mama, Mama look there Your children are playing in that street again Don't you know what happened down there? A youth of fourteen got shot down there The Kokane guns of Jamdown town The killing clowns, the blood money men Are shooting those Washington bullets again As every cell in Chile will tell The cries of the tortured men Remember Allende and the days before Before the army came Please remember Víctor Jara, in the Santiago stadium Es verdad, those Washington bullets again And in the Bay of Pigs in 1961 Havana fought the playboy in the Cuban sun For Castro is a color is a redder than red Those Washington bullets want Castro dead For Castro is the color That will earn you a spray of lead Sandinista For the very first time ever When they had a revolution in Nicaragua There was no interference from America Human rights in America The people fought the leader and up he flew With no Washington bullets what else could he do? Sandinista An' if you can find a Afghan rebel That the Moscow bullets missed Ask him what he thinks of voting communist Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet How many monks did the Chinese get? In a war torn swamp stop any mercenary An' check the British bullets in his armory Sandinista ¿Qué? Sandinista Sandinista -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Atom Tan -------- [Verse 1] Now the corporations stopped (Stopped pushing fast food) Been a multiple shooting (Downtown at the bank) Reluctantly the panic (Begins to catch fire) But it did not affect (The steady sale of junk) Oh, the state office looked (It looked like Hollywood) With make-up bleeding (All over the cracks) Whoa he blew his lines (Facing the cameras) He suffered the first All live heart attack [Chorus] Oh, you've caught an even atom tan [Verse 2] The motor-cyanide (Cyanide suicide) He finally found (The brick wall in his life) Shining up his engine (He dressed right up for it) At the top of the speedo (He crumpled the bike) There's plenty people running (Running for cover) Hoping at best (To hold off all the rest) One last stand (At the bunker fire) Machine gun and pitchfork at breast [Chorus] [Verse 3] But it isn't so easy (So easy for lovers) Chained in love stained (At the top of the tower) The pink hearse is leaving (At funeral speed) Driving your heart (Away with the flowers) All night I waited (I waited for a horseman) And his ever faithful (His Indian friend) I'm not the only one (Of the caped crusader fan club) Watching the sky For mankind's friend [Outro] Oh, you've caught an even atom tan -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Car Jamming -------- [Verse 1] Tonight they're closing up the world And sweepin' smoke from cigarette And what is that funky multi-national Anthem rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks Then a shy-boy from Missouri Boots blown off in a '60s war Riding aluminum crutches Now he knows the welfare kindness Agent Orange colour blindness As we works from door to door The violence in the carpets The error of his wife Drives the slum-bum dweller To grind his hunting knife In homesteads of cigar box The radios hive like bees The body in the ice box has no date for freeze [Chorus] In a car jam [Verse 2] Selling is what selling sells But only saints on the 7 avenues can sell The seven hells Fanning out the drug afflicted leperising zone Once inside the executive He never leaves his home Gorillas drag their victims Hyenas try to sue (in a car jam) Snakes find grass in concrete There is no city zoo (in a car jam) By ventilation units the towers meet the streets (in a car jam) The ragged stand in bags soaking heat up through their feet (In a car jam) This was the only kindness It was accidental too [Chorus] [Bridge] Now shaking single engined planes are trafficking stereos from Cuba Buzzed the holy zealot mass and drowned out Missa Luba They drowned out Missa Luba (x3) I thought I saw Lauren Bacall I thought I saw Lauren Bacall I swear Hey fellas Hey fellas Lauren Bacall In a car jam Yeah I don't believe it In a car jam (car jam) Ah yeah positively absolutely [Chorus] -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Death Is A Star -------- And I was gripped by that deadly phantom I followed him through hard jungles As he stalked through the back lots Strangling through the night shades The thief of life Moved onwards and outwards to love In a one stop only motel A storm bangs on the cheapest room The phantom slips in to spill blood Even on the sweetest honeymoon The killer of love Caught the last late Niagara bus By chance or escaping from misery By suddenness or in answer to pain Smoking in the dark cinema You could see the bad go down again And the clouds are high in Spanish mountains And a Ford roars through the night full of rain The killer's blood flows But he loads his guns again Make a grown man cry like a girl To see the guns dying at sunset In vain lovers claimed But they never had met Smoking in the dark cinema See the bad go down again -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Ghetto Defendant (Ft. Allen Ginsberg) -------- [Ginsberg] Starved in metropolis Hooked on necropolis Addict of metropolis Do the worm on the acropolis Slamdance the cosmopolis Enlighten the populace [Verse 1: Strummer] Hungry darkness of living Who will thirst in the pit? (Hooked in necropolis) She spent a lifetime deciding How to run from it (Addicts of metropolis) Once fate had a witness And the years seemed like friends (Girlfriends) Now her child has a dream But it begins like it ends [Ginsberg] Shot into eternity Methadone kitty Iron serenity [Chorus] Ghetto defendant It is heroin pity Not tear gas nor baton charge That stops you taking the city (Strung out committee) Walled out of the city Clubbed down from uptown Sprayed pest from the nest Run out to barrio town (The guards are itchy) Forced to watch at the feast Then sweep up the night Flipped pieces of coin (Broken bottles) Exchanged for birthright [Chorus] Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity (Strung out committee) Not tear gas nor baton charge That stops you taking the city (Not sitting pretty) (Grafted in a jiffy) Not tear gas nor baton charge That stops you taking the city The ghetto prince of gutter poets Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud) By the bodyguards of greed For disturbing the tomb (1873) His words like flamethrowers (Paris commune) Burnt the ghettos in their chests His face was painted whiter And he was laid to rest (Died in Marseille) Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity (Buried in Charleville) Not tear gas nor baton charge That stops you taking the city (Shut up in etenity) [Ginsberg] Guatemala Honduras Poland 100 years war TV re-run invasion Death squad Salvador Afghanistan Meditation Old Chinese flu Kick junk What else Can a poor worker do? [Chorus] [Ginsberg chanting] -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Inoculated City -------- [Verse] The soldier boy for his soldier's pay, obeys The sergeant at arms, whatever he says The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey The captain's until his dying day The captain will for his captain's pay, obey The general order of battle play The generals bow to the government Obey the charge, you must not relent What of the neighbours and the prophets in bars? What are they saying in our public bazaars? We are tired of the tune You must not relent [Verse 2] At every stroke of the bell in the tower, there goes Another boy from another side The bulletins that steady come in say those Familiar words at the top of the hour The jamming city increases its hum, and those Terrible words continue to come Through brass music of government, hear those Guns tattoo a roll on the drums No one mentions the neighbouring war No one knows what their fighting is for We are tired of the tune You must not relent [2000 Flushes Toilet Cleaner Advertisement] There's this different kind of chemical system, "2000 Flushes." Keeps the water crystal clear, keeps the bowl sparkling clean continuously for about 4 months. No rings, no streaks, no stains just put the container in your tank and forget it! Every time you flush, the chlorine crystals dissolve away rust and minerals before dirt rings and stains appear and flushing sure beats brushing! [Outro] The generals bow to The government We're tired of the tune You must not relent -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Know Your Rights -------- [Intro] This is a public service announcement..with guitar! [Chorus] Know your rights All three of 'em: [Verse 1] Number 1 You have the right not to be killed Murder is a crime Unless it was done By a Policeman Or an aristocrat [Chorus] Oh, know your rights [Verse 2] And Number 2 You have the right to food money Providing of course you Don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation [Chorus] These are your rights Oh, know these rights [Verse 3] Number 3 You have the right to free speech As long as you're not Dumb enough to actually try it [Chorus] Know your rights These are your rights Oh, know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em, ha [Outro] It has been suggested In some quarters that this is not enough Well, get off the streets -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Overpowered By Funk (Ft. Futura 2000) -------- [Verse] If you ain't reggae for it, funk out! No one knockin' at your door? Funk out! Overpowered by funk? Funk out! Combatative, repetitive Don't life just funk you out? Asinine, stupefying Can the clone line dry you out? Part of the swarming mass? Funk out! Slugged by the new increase? Funk out! Scared of the human bomb? Funk out! Overpowered by funk? Funk out! Buy dog food Rogue elephants Tarzan on a ticker tape Breakfast cereals? You know you can't escape Overpowered by funk Don't you love our Western ways? Car crashed by funk Don't you love our Western ways? Benny Goodman, trial by jury A phone box full of books Is my name in there? Dustcarts at sunrise No one gets off the hooks Car crashed Food for the hungry millions? Funk out! Home for the floating people? Funk out! Over-drunk on power Funk out! The final game will be solitaire Over-drunk on power, funk out [Outro: Futura 2000] This is a message from Futura Don't prophesize the future I liven up the culture Because I'm deadly as a vulture I paint on civilization I have this realization It's environmentally wack So presenting my attack And I'll brighten up your shack I'm down by law That's a fact Just give me a wall Any building, dull or tall I spray clandestine night subway I cover red purple on top of grey An' hey, no slashing 'cause it ain't the way The T.A. blew 40 mil they say We thew down by night An' they scrubbed it off by day OK tourists Picture frame Tickets here for the graffiti train! Funk power, over-and-out -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Red Angel Dragnet -------- [Verse 1: Kosmo Vinyl] I come from a long way away And I know a fine thing when I see it See it For the same reason no one ever Pointed a telescope at the sun Talking about the Red Angels of N-Y City [Hook: The Clash] Who shot the shot? Who got shot tonight? Who shot the shot? Who got shot tonight? [Verse 2] Not even five enforcement agencies can save their own Never mind the people Tonight it's raining on the Angels of the City Did anyone prophesize these people? Only Travis Come in, Travis "All the animals come out at night Queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal Some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets" "Thank god for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk Listen you screwheads Here is a man who would not take it anymore A man who stood up against the scum, the filth Now I see clearly" "Personally I know the alley Where Jack feeds on the birds of night Not even bubbies bicycling 2x2 Can stop the blood and feathers flying" [Hook] [Verse 3] Wearing overalls and for once and for all What is the dream? I'll tell it To live like they do in the movies San Juan, you listening? Yeah I bet you are Hands up for Hollywood (Hooray) I hear you Snappy on the air Hang in there Wall to wall You saved the world What else? You saved the girl Champagne on ice No stranger to Alcatraz To boot Or strip it down Chop it a little Being reasonable Just freedom to move To live For women to take a walk in the park at midnight Hey, but this is serious She can't even get back home Who shot the shot -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Rock the Casbah -------- [Verse 1] Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shaken to the top The Sheikh he drove his Cadillac He went a' cruisin' down the ville The Muezzin was a'standing On the radiator grille [Chorus] Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah [Verse 2] By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound Degenerate the faithful With that crazy Casbah sound But the Bedouin they brought out The electric kettle drum The local guitar picker Got his guitar pickin' thumb As soon as the Shareef Cleared the square They began to wail [Chorus] Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah [Verse 3] Now over at the temple Oh! They really pack 'em in The in crowd say it's cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction And the temple band took five The crowd caught a whiff Of that crazy Casbah jive [Chorus] Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah [Verse 4] The king called up his jet fighters He said "You better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the Casbah way" As soon as the Shareef was Chauffeured outta there The jet pilots tuned to The cockpit radio blare As soon as the Shareef was Out of their hair The jet pilots wailed [Chorus] Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah Shareef don't like it Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah [Outro] (Shareef don't like it) Thinks it’s not kosher (Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah) (Shareef don't like it) Fundamentally can’t take it (Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah) (Shareef don't like it) You know he really hates it (Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah) (Shareef don't like it) Really, really hates it -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Sean Flynn -------- [Verse 1] You know he heard the drums of war When the past was a closing door The drums beat into the jungle floor The past was always a closing door Closing door [Verse 2] Rain on the leaves and soldiers sing You never never hear anything They filled the sky with a tropical storm You know he heard the drums of war Each man knows what he's looking for -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Should I Stay or Should I Go -------- [Intro] Oh! Hola! [Verse 1] Darling, you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine I'll be here 'till the end of time So you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? [Verse 2] It's always tease, tease, tease You're happy when I'm on my knees One day it's fine and next it's black So if you want me off your back Well, come on and let me know Should I stay or should I go? [Chorus] Should I stay or should I go now? Should I stay or should I go now? If I go, there will be trouble And if I stay it will be double So come on and let me know [Verse 3] This indecision's bugging me (Esta indecisión me molesta) If you don't want me, set me free (Si no me quieres, librarme) Exactly whom I'm supposed to be (Dígame que tengo ser) Don't you know which clothes even fit me? (Sabes que ropa me "quedrá"?) Come on and let me know (Me tienes que decir) Should I cool it or should I blow? (Me debo ir o quedarme?) Split [Chorus] Should I stay or should I go now? (Yo me enfrío o lo soplo) Should I stay or should I go now? (Yo me enfrío o lo soplo) If I go there will be trouble (Si me voy va a haber peligro) And if I stay it will be double (Si me quedo sera el doble) So ya gotta let me know (Me tienes que decir) Should I cool it or should I blow? (Tengo frío por los ojos) Should I stay or should I go now? (Tengo frío por los ojos) If I go there will be trouble (Si me voy va haber peligro) And if I stay it wil be double (Si me quedo será el doble) So ya gotta let me know (Me tienes que decir) Should I stay or should I go? -------- 1982 Combat Rock -------- -------- Straight to Hell -------- [Verse 1] If you can play on fiddle How's about a British jig and reel? Speaking King's English in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust Water froze in the generation Clear as winter ice This is your paradise There ain't no need for ya There ain't no need for ya Go straight to hell boys Go straight to hell boys [Verse 2] Wanna join in a chorus Of the Amerasian blues? When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City Kiddie say papa papa papa papa papa-san take me home See me got photo photo Photograph of you And Mamma Mamma Mamma-san Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san Let me tell you 'bout your blood bamboo kid It ain't Coca-Cola, it's rice Straight to hell, boy Go straight to hell boy Go straight to hell boys Go straight to hell boys Oh Papa-san Please take me home Oh Papa-san Everybody they wanna go home So Mamma-san says You wanna play mind-crazed banjo On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.? In Parkland International Ha, Junkiedom U.S.A Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove And rat poison The volatile Molotov says Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah Straight to hell [Verse 3] Can you cough it up loud and strong The immigrants They wanna sing all night long It could be anywhere Most likely could be any frontier Any hemisphere No man's land There ain't no asylum here King Solomon he never lived 'round here Straight to hell boy Go straight to hell boy Go straight to hell boys Go straight to hell boys Oh Pappa-san, please take me home Everybody they wanna go home now -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Are You Red..Y -------- [Intro] Are you ready for [x3] [Chorus] War War War [Verse 1] High above the satellites View the earth (???) nights Europe switches off those lights Are you ready for War, all in all this sentimental War, wall to wall with the regimental War, with all the things continental Are you red [Chorus] [Verse 2] There's no use running a mobile home Everywhere is a target zone Hell is ringing on the red, red phone Are you ready for War, all that is futuristic War, all that is realistic War, all that will be ballistic Are you red [Chorus] War[x3] Are you ready for Are you ready for [Verse 3] Vodka chilled in the kremlin bar Ride on the rocky (???) and hold my arm Raise my glass and break it on the bar Are you ready for War, all in all this sentimental War, wall to wall with the regimental War, with all the things continental Are you red [Outro] Are you ready for War[x3] -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Cool Under Heat -------- [Verse 1] Rebels on the corner Rebels to the core Got a million dollar question What is living for? Hey! Man can scratch a living In a fat man's city class The teacher is survival But soon the present will be the past [Chorus] So! Be cool under heat Be cool under heat Be cool on the street Be cool under heat [Verse 2] When you're rocking down On a cold hard night Pitiless eyes of the city-less souls Narrow in the lights Sorrow upon sorrow Go ganging up in your head You can leave it till tomorrow If you can balance on the edge [Chorus] [Verse 3] When the baby and you got to fight Go cool your love in the rain When the match refuses to strike Show that you really are in pain I'm giving you a warning Gonna burn those blue suede shoes Swagger in the morning Prints up front page news [Chorus] -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Dictator -------- Yes I am the dictator, the more guns I got the better Yes I am the liquidator, I carry the old Beretta You know there once was freedom You know how dangerous that can be The people used to dance and sing And they used to run wild in the streets But now I am the voice howling from your radio From my armour-plated cadillac you'll hear what I say goes Yes I am the dictator, I satisfy the US team I always do my killing in the woods and keep the city gutters clean 'Cause I need a few more dollars for my fighter pilot to be free To dive bomb on the population if they go running wild in the streets Yes I am that voice... Yes I am the crusader, I spent twenty years in exile But now I am the invader and I'm never never gonna die Yes I am the dictator, my name is on your ballot sheet But until my box has your cross you know the form is incomplete And you know... -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Dirty Punk -------- [Verse 1] Going to be a dirty punk Going to rock your neighborhood To the sound of rebel funk Turn it up loud like it should I could hear your momma scream She's gonna waste herself away When your daddy smashed that tv screen I understand what he had to say [Chorus] I'm going to get me a big, big, big Big, big car Then i'm gonna drive, drive, drive I'm gonna drive so far Up your boulevard Up your boulevard So far up your boulevard [Verse 2] Going to be a dirty punk While my brother dresses clean He used to be the local hunk The girls all ride in my machine(?) How bout the time i made him drunk And he insult my brotherhood I shout out i am a dirty punk Gonna rot in your neighborhood [Chorus] [Bridge] Going to get a big, big, big Ghetto blaster! Then i'm gonna go! Big! Let's go to (???) Up your boulevard Up your boulevard Go so far up your boulevard [Chorus] -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Do It Now -------- Rip the carpet up! Turn the music up! Rock when I'm around! You gotta come, the word is out! Imagine landing from Jamaica In 1953 With your records in your suitcase Minus 15 degrees And everywhere you go, they're staring at your face You've got no place to go And everywhere you go It's: "Try the other place!", the word you hear is "No!" So what'cha gonna do? You gotta make the scene come true Rip the carpet up! Turn the music up! Rock when i'm around! You gotta come, the word is out! Hey, do you play for Arsenal? Or are you in the Top 10? But you're the average punter Get and don't come back again And everywhere you go, they're staring at your face You got no place to go And everywhere you go It's: "Try the other place!", the word you hear is "No!" So what'cha gonna do? Gotta make this scene come true Rip the carpet up! Turn the music up! Rock when i'm around! You gotta come, the word is out! Yeah, this [...] seen his rubber And you must have membership Know? Those underpants of leather And they got too many zips And everywhere you go, they're staring at your face And you got no place to go And everywhere you go It's: "Try the other place!", the word you hear is "No!" So what'cha gonna do? You gotta make the scene come true Rip the carpet up! Turn the music up! Rock when i'm around! You gotta come, the word is out! Rip the carpet up! Turn the music up! Rock when i'm around! You gotta come, the word is out! -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Fingerpoppin' -------- [Verse 1] This here finger of mine Is gonna point to the beat, right on time This finger points in a brand new dance This finger points for a new romance This here finger's got no ring It'll point at anything This finger points gonna pop tonight Gonna point at the best girl in sight [Chorus] Don't talk shop Finger-pop Don't talk shop Finger pop [Verse 2] Girls, girls round the floor Are you wondering what you came for Why do these boys stand in groups Are they urban tribes of fighting troops Girls, girls it's time to act Time to beat gonna make contact Make it plain and make it clear Just point out who you want to hear [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Boys, boys cat got your tongue Can't you see she's the prettiest one Better act real hurt Just turn around kicking the dirt This here (???) is on selling street Tell the girl who you want to meet This here finger gonna point tonight Gonna point at the best girl in sight [Bridge] Going to move [x4] Girls, girls go around the floor Can't remember what you came here for [Chorus] [Outro] This here finger of mine Gonna point to the beat, right on time This finger points in a brand new dance This finger points for a new romance This here finger's got no ring And it gets to point at anything This finger points rock tonight Gonna point at the best girl in sight -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Life Is Wild -------- [Intro] Hey anybody got a cigarette? [Verse 1] Has anybody got a cigarette Haven't you declared a disaster zone Ho! Your car is a total wreck And i just can't go back home My girl if she had the dope We'd get the messieurs on the phone I still got to get up and go home Don't start driving on my headstone [Chorus] Go! Life is wild life is free Make him want to stop, gonna fall on me Life is wild life is free Make him want to stop, gonna (???) me [Verse 2] Here's to all of my kindred souls He got a life but ain't got no style Well heard that your story goes You nearly broke down after half a mile Hey that is the way it goes You better keep a note on file You'll have to reap what i suppose Gets you a floor and a (???) [Chorus] [Bridge] Somebody got a cigarette? A guitar or a blank cassette Hey! The last thing he'd expect in his bar Gonna chart the rise of my star [Chorus][x2] -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Movers And Shakers -------- [Verse 1] The boy stood in the burning slum Better times had to come Fate lay in the hands that clap The muscles that move & the power that raps He went up on money street Waving an poping to the beat Off his wits an on his feet He worked a coin from the cold concrete [Chorus] Movers & shakers come on you got what it takes to make it Movers an shakers come on even if you have to fake it [Verse 2] Where the highway meets the lights With a red bandanna & rapid wipes He shines glass and he cleans chrome He'll accept what he gets thrown This man earns cos its understood Times are bad and he's making good Down on him but he's got it beat He's working coin from the cold concrete [Chorus] Movers & shakers come on you got what it takes to make it Movers an shakers come on even if you have to fake it [Bridge] And when i see you down & i say That ain't no way through that ain't no way through Movers & shakers come on [Verse 3] Way back in some city heat When a friend was anybody with food to eat It was lousy life with a leaking roof We got up to find that truth Make a drum from a garbage can Allow your tongue to be a man When the beat propels you off your seat You got it made in the cold concrete [Outro] Movers & shakers come on! -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- North and South -------- [Verse 1] And so we say We ain't got life Don't want a cardboard cut-out Don't want a plastic knife [Chorus] Now I know, time can march With its charging feet Now I know, words are only cheap It's gonna be a burn out All around this town The south is up But the north is down [Verse 2] There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man Trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand And so we say Have you no use For eight million hands And the power of youth [Chorus] [Verse 3] There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man Trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand It's gonna be a burn out! [Bridge] And so we say We ain't digging no graves We're digging a foundation For a future to be made [Chorus] [Outro] There's gonna be a killing Of a woman and a man Trying to feed that child Without a coin in their hand It's gonna be a burn out! -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Play to Win -------- (Voice:) Hey wotcha! (??) piranah (Joe:) Yup and the piranah got it (Voice:) Yeah, well if it's hooligan you want (Joe:) We British will tear upon the street (Voice:) (???) gun you down (Joe:) Well I don't see you living in Germany (Voice:) Yankee (???) (Joe:) (???) (Voice:) (???) I long for the prairie Of the wild frontier We got a ticket to the space age Graffiti bandit pioneers (Voice:) Wotcha! I thought I'd go call a taxi (Joe:) Well what you got is a police car (Voice:) Are you gonna (???) cleanin'? (Joe:) I thought you was a burglar (Voice:) (???) (Joe:) I'll say to give you a kiss (Voice:) Lord! I can't take the pressure (Joe:) Come on lets go out get smashed I long for the prairie Of the wild frontier We got a ticket to the space age Graffiti bandit pioneers (Voice:) Hey wotcha! What kind of food for the picnic (Joe:) Hey don't worry about our (???) (Voice:) (???) obviously then (Joe:) Well out there everyday it's all the same (Voice:) No. I don't want to turn to plastic (Joe:) Why don't you turn your plastic into gold? (Voice:) (???) (Joe:) Just get your face in a centerfold (Voice:) 2, 3, 4 I long for the prairie Of the wild frontier We got a ticket to the space age Graffiti bandit pioneers -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- This Is England -------- [Spoken intro] Four for a pound your face flannels, three for a pound your tea towels! Four for a pound your face flannels, three for a pound your tea towels! [Verse 1] I hear a gang fight on a human factory farm Are they howling out, or doing somebody harm? On a catwalk jungle, somebody grabbed my arm A voice spoke so cold it matched the weapon in her palm [Chorus] This is England This knife of Sheffield steel This is England This is how we feel [Verse 2] Time on his hands the freezing mohawk strolls He won't go for the carrots Been beaten by the pole Some sunny day confronted by his soul His eye will see how fast you can grow old [Chorus] This is England That I'm supposed to die for This is England Never gonna cry no more [Verse 3] Black shadow of the Vincent Falls on a Triumph line I got my motorcycle jacket But I'm walking all the time South Atlantic wind blows Ice from a dying creed I see no glory And when will we get free? [Chorus] This is England We can chain you to the rail This is England We can kill you in a jail [Verse 4] Hey, British boots go kick Bengali in the head Police sit watching The newspapers being read All deaf to protests And after the attacker fled Out came the batons and The biggest one then said [Outro] This is England The land of illegal dances This is England Land of one thousand stances This is England This knife of Sheffield steel This is England This is how we feel This is England This is England -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- Three Card Trick -------- [Verse 1] Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years Dragging my spirit back into the dungeon again Bring back crucifixion cry the moral death's head legion Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves in asia [Chorus] You won't fall for that law and order is a baton in the rib You won't fall for that just like your mummy & your daddy did [Verse 2] Blood inside a fountain pen wrote you out of life again & who knows any better than to kick and scratch under english weather From a chain gang to the mill. The mill that sits on top of the hill The fog drowned towns arr gonna have to fade The wrong side of the a scissor blade [Chorus] [Bridge] I'll eat my hat i'm gonna be sick They own the pack while we play the three card trick [Outro] Don't you remember the place Where we hid the ace? Yeah not thick but slick Now we all gotta play the three card trick -------- 1985 Cut the Crap -------- -------- We Are the Clash -------- [Verse 1] Punk rockers, hip-hoppers Brit poppers, show stoppers Beboppers, hair droppers Are you ready to sing? Right wing, left wing I want something Easy to say Bout what do you think [Chorus] We ain't gonna be treated like trash We got one thing We are the clash What? We are the clash It's like a patch You can strike that match [Verse 2] With my guitar now The cuban's last dance I see them where they beating from And the injuries stay Beating on a drum Did they tell them take it in' Got the nervous sort of feeling Where the fat boy blew [Chorus] [Verse 3] Home fires burning In motorcycle city The rocking gods will choose If i'm worthy to live (rock rock clash city rockers) The first to next engine In jail at forty-six And there's no more between ya.. To imitate respect [Chorus]