The Clash - One More Time

Must I get a witness? for all this misery

There's no need to, brothers everybody can see

That its one more time in the ghetto you know

One more time if you please now

One more time to the dying man

They say one more time if you please

The old lady kicks karate

For just a little walk down the street

The little baby he knows kung fu

He tries it on those he meets

'Cause its a one more time!

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

The Clash - Lose This Skin

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 think we've got

Do not turn or hate to see

What happened to the wife of Lot

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

The Clash - 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 gonna 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

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

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 gonna blow us down

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

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

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 don't surf

The Clash - Something About England

The Clash - The Magnificent Seven

Don't you ever stop
Long enough to start
Take your car out of that gear

Don't you ever stop
Long enough to start
Get your car out of that gear

Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too

Must get up an' 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
Churning out that boogaloo
Gets you up and gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?
Gimme Honda, Gimme Sony
So cheap and real phony
Hong Kong dollars and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!

Working 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 - an' you're one of us
Clocks go slow in a place of work
Minutes drag and the hours jerk

"When can I tell 'em wot I do?
In a second, maaan...oright Chuck!"

Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss
It's our profit, it's his loss
But anyway lunch bells ring
Take one hour and do your thanng!
Cheeesboiger!

What do we have for entertainment?
Cops kickin' Gypsies on the pavement
Now the news - snap to attention!
The lunar landing of the dentist convention
Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
A car in the fridge
Or a fridge in the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land

You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?

So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' 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'?
Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
To take your car outta that gear
Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
To get your car outta that gear
Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels
Came to the checkout at the 7-11
Marx was skint - but he had sense
Engels lent him the necessary pence

What have we got? Yeh-o, magnificence!!

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 50-nil
You can be true, you can be false
You 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
Oooohh...bub-bye

Magnificence

The Clash - Career Opportunities

The offered me the office, offered me the leadership
They said I'd better take anything they'd got
Do you want to make tea at the BBC?
Do you want to be, do you really want to be a cop?

Career opportunities are the ones that never knock
Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock
Career opportunity, the ones that never knock

I hate the army an' I hate the R.A.F.
I don't want to go fighting in the tropical heat
I hate the civil service rules
And I won't open letter bombs for you

Bus driver....ambulance man....ticket inspector

They're gonna have to introduce conscription
They're gonna have to take away my prescription
If they want to get me making toys
If they want to get me, well, I got no choice

Careers
Careers
Careers

Ain't never gonna knock

The Clash - The Call Up

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 knows the plans or why they were drawn up?

It's up to you not to heed the call-up
I don't wanna die!
It's up to you not to hear the call-up
I don't wanna kill!

For he who will die
Is he who will kill

Maybe I wanna see the wheatfields
Over Kiev and down to the sea

All the young people down the ages
They gladly marched off to die
Proud city fathers used to watch them
Tears in their eyes

There is a rose that I want to live for
Although, God knows, I may not have met her
There is a dance an' I should be with her
There is a town - unlike any other

It's up to you not to hear the call-up
'N' you must not act the way you were brought up
Who give you work an' why should you do it?
At fifty five minutes past eleven
There is a rose...
Yeah!

The Clash - Somebody Got Murdered

Someone lights a cigarette
While riding in a car
Some ol' 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

Somebody got murdered
Somebody's dead forever

And you're minding your own business
Carrying 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

Somebody got murdered
His name cannot be found
A small stain on the pavement
They'll scrub it off the ground
As the daily crown disperses
No-one says that much
Somebody got murdered
And it' left me with a touch

Somebody got murdered
Somebody's dead forever
Sounds like murder!
Those shouts!
Are they drunk down below?

It's late, and my watch stopped
Some time ago
Sounds like murder!
Those screams!
Are they drunk down below?

The Clash - Police On My Back

Well I'm running, police on my back
I've been hiding, police on my back
There was a shooting, police on my back
And the victim well but he won't come back

I've been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
What have I done?
What have I done?

Yes, I'm running 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 running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday
What have I done?
What have I done?

I'm running
I’m running
Running

I'm running down the railway track
Could you help me? Police on my back
They will catch me if I dare drop back
Won't you help me find the speed I lack

I've been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday

What have I done?
What have I done?

Cos I'm running (police on my back)
Hiding (police on my back)
Running (police on my back)
Hiding (police on my back)

I'm running down the railway track
Could you help me? Police on my back
They will catch me if I dare drop back
They will kill me for the speed I lack

I've been running
I've been running
(Eddy Grant)

The Clash - Hitsville U.K.

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, as if there was, a hitsville in U.K.,

I know the boy was all alone, til the hitsville hit U.K.

They say true talent will allways emerge in time,

When lightening hits small wonder -

Its fast rough factory trade,

No expense accounts, or lunch discounts

Or hypeing up the charts,

The band went in, 'n knocked 'em dead, in 2 min. 59

- No slimy deals, with smarmy eels - in hitsville U.K.

Lets shake'n say, we'll operate - in hitsville U.K.

The mutants, creeps and musclemen,

Are shaking like a leaf,

It blows a hole in the radio,

When it hasnt sounded good all week,

A mike'n boom, in your living room - in hitsville U.K.

No consumer trials, or A.O.R., in hitsville U.K.,

Now the boys and girls are not alone,

Now the hitsville's hit U.K.