(Strummer/Jones) MY DADDY WAS A BANKROBBER BUT HE NEVER HURT NOBODY HE JUST LOVED TO LIVE THAT WAY AND HE LOVED TO STEAL YOUR MONEY SOME IS RICH, AND
(Strummer/Jones) FRIDAY OR SATURDAY, WHAT DOES THAT MEAN SHORT SPACE OF TIME NEEDS A HEAVY SCENE MONDAY IS COMING LIKE A JAIL ON WHEELS 48 HOURS NEEDS
(The Clash) "It ain't my fault It's 6 'o'clock in the morning" He said As he came up out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum, He began
(The Clash) It's up to you not to heed the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who
(The Clash) Now the corporations stopped! Stopped pushing fast food Been a multiple shooting Downtown at the bank Reluctantly the panic begins To catch
(Strummer/Jones) YES, IT'S TIME FOR THE DR. GOEBBELS SHOW! THERE'S A TOWER IN THE HEART OF LONDON WITH A RADIO STATION RIGHT AT THE TOP THEY DON'T
(The Clash) Tonight they're closing up the world N' sweeping smoke from cigarettes And what is that funk multi-national Anthem rocking from a thousand
(Strummer/Jones) The 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
(The Clash) 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
(Strummer/Jones) 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
(Strummer/Jones) 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
(Strummer/Jones) THIS IS THE CITY OF THE DEAD AS WE LIE SIDE BY SIDE IN BED I'D DO SOMETHING ELSE INSTEAD BUT IT IS THE CITY OF THE DEAD WE WENT OUT
(Strummer/Jones) What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up
the clash city rockers You need a little jump of electrical shockers You better leave town if you only wanna knock us Nothing stands the pressure of the clash
(Strummer/Jones) They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press
(Strummer/Jones) There's a solitary man crying, "Hold me." It's only because he's a-lonely If the keeper of time runs slowly He won't be alive for long
(The Clash) BETWEEN COOL CONFUSION AND KUNG FU IN THE CAR PARK COULD THE WEEKEND BE LOSING THAT REACTIVE SPARK EVEN IN THE SHEBEEN OR DOWN IN THE MEAT
(Strummer/Jones) Hanging About Down The Market Street I Spent A Lot Of Time On My Feet When I Saw Some Passing Yabbos We Did Chance To Speak I Knew