The Clash

1-2-3-4! 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 im back here in this place and i could cry and there'

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 1000 sales Just as if there was a Hitsville in UK Know the boy was all alone, till th

I would love to be the lucky one on chill Avenue Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night I'm looking back for home and I can see the lights I should be jumpin' shou

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 Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in Do not turn or hate to see All the things you th

ghetto defendant - the clash (starved in metropolis hooked on necropolis addict of metropolis do the worm on acropolis slamdance cosmopolis enlighten the populace) hungry darkness of living who will thirst in the pit? (hooked in necropolis) she spent

I have been a washer up An' he has been a scrubber up An' I seen him a picking up Dog ends in the rain An' he has never read a book Though I told him to take a look He lifted his poolhall cue For another game But it ain't no modern miracle That we fo

Hanging about down the Market Street I spent a lot of time on my feet When I saw some passing yobbos We did chance to speak I knew how to sing, you know And they knew how to pose And one of them had a Les Paul Heart attack machine All the young punks

Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I left my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run

Spanish songs in Andalucia The shooting sites in the days of '39 Oh, please, leave the vendanna open Fredrico 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 flying in

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 This year I've l

Sing Michael sing- on the route of the 19 bus! Hear them sayin' How you get a rude and a reckless don't you be so crude and a feckless you bin drinking brew for breakfast Rudie can't fail SO WE REPLY I KNOW THAT MY LIFE MAKE YOU NERVOUS BUT I TELL YO

(W. Williams/J. Mitoo) I stayed around and played around This old town too long Seems like I got to- travel on! A lotta people won't get no supper tonight A lotta people won't get no justice tonight The battle is getting harder In this iration, Armag

In 1977 I hope I go to heaven Cause I been too long on the dole And I can't work at all Danger stranger You better paint your face No Elvis, Beatles, or the Rolling Stones In 1977 In 1977 Knives in West Eleven Lent so lucky to be rich Sten guns in Kn

Lover's Rock The Clash Songwriters: STRUMMER, JOE / JONES, MICK / SIMONON, PAUL / HEADON, TOPPER You must treat your lover girl right if you wanna make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock Everybody knows it's a crying

This is Radio Clash Stealing all transmissions Beaming from the mountaintop Using aural ammunition With extreme prejudice On a terminator mission This is Radio Clash Consider your position Step it up, get down low Breaking news flash Assassination Th

The High Street shops are boarded up An' the terrace it is fenced in See-through shields are walled across The way that you came in But there's no need to get excited As the lorries bring the bacon in 'cause the housewives are all singing Groovy time

Songwriters: STRUMMER, JOE / JONES, MICK / SIMONON, PAUL / HEADON, TOPPER (Strummer/Jones) An' I wanna move the town to the clash city Rockers You need a little jump of electrical shockers You better leave town if you only wanna knock us Nothing stan

He's in love with rock and roll, whoa He's in love with getting stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones But he don't like his boring job, no He's in love with rock and roll, whoa He's in love with getting stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones

The Right Profile Say, where did i see this guy? In red river? Or a place in the sun? Maybe the misfits? Or from here to eternity? Everybody say, 'is he all right?' And everybody say, 'what's he like?' Everybody say, 'he sure look funny.' That's...mo

we met when we were in school never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools the teacher says we're dumb we're only having fun we piss on everyone in the classroom when we got thrown out i left without much fuss an' weekends we'd go dancing down st