The Clash Lyrics
The Clash Lyrics
The Clash Lyrics
1977
Janie Jones
Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag
Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week
Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA
White Riot
Everybody’s doing
Just what they’re told to
Nobody wants
To go to jail!
Hate...hate...hate...
What's My Name
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 crawling up the wall!
I tried to join a ping-pong club, sign on the door said all full up!
I got nicked, fighting in the road an' the judge didn't even know
What's my name
Deny
Deny
You're such a liar
You won't know the truth if it hits you in the eye
Deny
You're such a liar
You're selling your no-no all the time
London's Burning
Now I'm in the subway and I'm looking 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
Career Opportunities
Careers
Careers
Careers
Protex Blue
Johnny, Johnny!
48 Hours
48 hours needs 48
48 hours needs 48
48 hours needs 48
Thrills
48 thrills
Garageland
Now they got the sun, an' they got the palm trees
They got the weed, an' they got the taxis
Whoa, the harder they come, n' the home of ol' bluebeat
Yes i'd stay an' be a tourist but i can't take the gunplay
Alright
Tommy gun
(strummer/jones)
Tommy gun
You ain't happy less you got one
Tommy gun
Ain't gonna shoot the place up
Just for fun
Maybe he wants 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 custom run
Tommy gun
Waiting in the airport 'till kingdom come
An' we can watch you make it
On the nine o'clock news
Standing there in palestine lighting the fuse
Whatever you want, you're gonna get it
Tommy gun
You'll be dead when your 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 got to be fulfilled
Whatever you want, you're gonna get it!
Tommy gun
You can be a hero in an age of none
Tommy gun
I'm cutting 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!
An' 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
'Cos julie was working fob the drug squad
Gumbo!
Guns guns
They torture all the women and children
Then they've put the men to the gun
'Cos across the human frontier
Freedom's always on the run
Someone's in a hurry
'N someone better worry
'Cos these four guys all had on their feet
A pair of black shoes shining and neat
I thinks
Blackshoes on
No that's bad news
Here they come charging up the stairs alright
Sonny just tell us where
Stay Free
(Strummer/Jones)
Cheapskates
(Strummer/Jones)
London Calling
Driiiiiiiive!!!
Driiiiiiiive!!!
Jimmy Jazz
The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz
I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past
Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz
Hateful
Well, I got a friend who's a man
Who's a man? What man?
The man who keeps me from the lovely
So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I can't live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie can't fail
We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin' cool an' a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
So Rudie can't fail
Okay!
So where you wanna go today?
Hey boss man!
You're looking pretty smart
In your chicken skin suit
Clampdown
Hey, hey!
Ooh!
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
with the spool going round
saying I'm back here in this place
and I could cry
and there's smoke you could click on
The judge said five to ten, but I say double that again
I'm not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working 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?
The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get running
It's the best years of your life they want to steal
'n every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n roll
Grabs the mike to 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
Koka Kola
Four Horsemen
Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun
That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue
But they told no one where they had begun-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 looking 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
An' I agree that it does seem sad
But that's the price that you gotta pay
If you're lazing all around all day
Four horsemen coming 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 bending 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 scews at the back of the tongue
But we still told nothing 'bout what was to come
Four horsemen
Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide
And you poured your beer in me hat
With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street
I ain't got no time for that
To the coolest mobsters in Kingstown, with the hardest eyes and the coolest tongue: Is
your heart so made of rock that the blood must flow 'round the clock?
Are you listening mobsters? Hey!
Our people crawl, gonna die, while cargo fruit goes rolling by?
It's food for thought, mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I've seen talent thrown away
Are you a loan shark?
The organ plays and they're dancing to the brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma-ma-ma-ma, tell your pa-pa-pa-pa everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Everything's gonna be alright
I say, revolution rock
Train In Vain
Magnificence!!
Hitsville U.K.
(The Clash)
Junco Partner
(The Clash)
The Leader
(The Clash)
Rebel Waltz
(The Clash)
As we danced came the news that the war was not won
5 armies were coming, with carrige 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.
Look here!
What d'you think you're
Gonna be doin' next year?
No lie...
How you know you're not
Gonna up and die?
No doubt...
Look here
What d'you think you're
Gonna be doing next year
I'm hip!
The wives hate their husbands and their 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 bourgeoise clerks who bear no guilt
When the wind hits this building this building it tilts
One day it will surely fall to the ground...
Corner Soul
(The Clash)
Let's Go Crazy
(The Clash)
(Left Channel)
Make sure!
Taking cover in the bunker tonight
Waiting for Bo Diddley's headlights
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 to pience 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
(Right Channel)
If music could talk!
Which means
Whatever your mind can bring
Likethe apple fell off the tree
Pah! Fell right on his head
Yeah many years ago
Police On My Back
(Eddy Grant)
Midnight Log
(The Clash)
The Equaliser
(The Clash)
Geneva
Wall Street
Who makes them so fat?
Well well me an' you better think about that
In overdrive whooo
The Call Up
(The Clash)
Washington Bullets
(The Clash)
Broadway
(The Clash)
Oh the loneliness
Used to knock me out harder than the rest
CHORUS
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 gonna be a napalm star
CHORUS
CHORUS
Mensforth Hill
(The Clash)
Junkie Slip
(The Clash)
Kingston Advice
(The Clash)
Version City
(The Clash)
Living In Fame
(Dread/The Clash)
Silicone On Sapphire
(The Clash)
Singing six
Six
Give me
Down
Junco Partner
Career Opportunities
(The Clash)
Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a CRIME!
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights
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
Number 3
You have the right to free
Speech as long as you're not
Dumb enough to actually try it.
Listen to this
Run
Car Jamming
(The Clash)
CHORUS
In a car jam
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
Only Travis
Come in Travis
One of these days I'm gonna get myself organized.
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.
Straight to Hell
(The Clash)
Straight to hell
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says
PSSST...
HEY CHICO WE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YA...
VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO
FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A TO Z, DEAD, HEAD
Go straight to hell
Combatative, repetitive
Don't life just funk you out?
Asanine, stupifying
Can the clone line dry you out?
Overpowered by funk
Don't you love our Western ways?
Car crashed by funk
Don't you love our Western ways?
Atom Tan
(The Clash)
CHORUS
All live heart attack
Oh you've caught an even atom tan
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 runnin' runnin' for cover-
Hoping at best to hold off al the rest
Once last stand at the bunker fire
Machine gun and pitchfork and breast
CHORUS
CHORUS
Sean Flynn
(The Clash)
CHORUS
Closing door
Closing door
Ghetto Defendant
(The Clash)
Ghetto defendant
It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
Inoculated City
(The Clash)
Death is a Star
(The Clash)
Dictator
(Strummer/Rhodes)
Dirty Punk
(Strummer/Rhodes)
Beating on a drum
Did they tell them 'take it in'
Got the…
Where the fat boy blew
War
War
War
War
War
War
So!
Be cool under heat
Be cool under heat
Be cool on the street
Be cool under heat
Hey!
Be cool under heat
Be cool under heat
Be cool on the street
Be cool under heat
This Is England
(Strummer/Rhodes)
This is England
This knife of Sheffield steel
This is England
This is how we feel
This is England
What we're supposed to die for
This is England
And we're never gonna cry no more
This is England
The land of (il)legal dances
This is England
Land of a thousand stances
This is England
This knife of Sheffield steel
This is England
This is how we feel
This is England
This is England
You wont fall for that law and order is a baton in the rib
You wont fall for that just like your mummy & your daddy did
You wont fall for that law and order is a baton in the rib
You wont fall for that just like your mummy & your daddy did
I'll eat my hat I'm gonna be sick
They own the pack while we play the three card trick
Play To Win
(Strummer/Rhodes)
Hey… piranah
Yup and the piranah got it
Yeah, well if it's hooligan you want
We British will tear upon the street
…
I see you've lived in Germany.
Yankee…
…
…
Fingerpoppin'
(Strummer/Rhodes)
Gonna move
Gonna move
Gonna move
And so we say
We ain't got life
Don't want a cardboard cut-out
Don't want a plastic knife
Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' 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
And so we say
Have you no use
For eight million hands
And the power of youth
And so we say
We ain't diggin' no graves
We're diggin' a foundation
For a future to be made
Life Is Wild
(Strummer/Rhodes)
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
1977
(Strummer/Jones)
Danger stranger
You better paint your face
No elvis, beatles, or the rolling stones
In 1977
In 1977
Knives in west 11
Lent so lucky to be rich
Sten guns in knightsbridge
Danger stranger
You better paint your face
No elvis, beatles or the rolling stones
In 1977
In 1977
You're on the never never
You think it can't go on forever
But the papers say it's better
I don't care 'cos i'm not all there
No elvis, beatles or the rolling stones
In 1977
Sod the jubilee
In 1978
In 1979
Stayed in bed
In 1980
In 1981
The toilet don't work
In 1982
In 1983
Here come the police
In 1984
The Prisoner
(strummer/jones)
Pressure drop
(frederick toots' hibbert)
It is you, oh yeah
It is you, oh yeah
Groovy times
(strummer/jones)
Groovy times
Capital radio
(strummer/jones)
Capital radio
In tune with nothing
Don't touch that dial
Time is tight
(booker t. Jones)
Justice tonight/kick it over
(willi williams)
A lot of people
A lot of people use a calculator
A lot of people won't get no supper tonight
A lot of people sittin' down by the light
Robber dub
(strummer/jones/campbell)
Yeah
Money
Radio clash
(the clash)
Wait, wait
Don't switch off the death
Yes, we have the latest score…
Islanders: 101 and home yard: 44
Bribery, extortion
Legal legislation
Security is life indeed
Accept no other explanation
Ohh...
We dance
Feel that...
Cool confusion
(the clash)
Today my godfather
He sent a note from the jail
Said go get 'em kid
But don't get chained to the rail
Mustapha dance
(the clash)
Shareef
Rockin the casbah
Rock