The Clash - Capital Radio

Yes, it's time for The Doctor Goebbels Show!

There's a tower in the heart of London
With a radio station right at the top
But they don't make the city beat
They're making all the action stop

A long time ago there was pirates
Beaming waves from the sea
Now all the stations are silent
'Cause they ain't got a government license

If you wanna tell your problems
Phone in from your bedsit room!
Having trouble with your partner?
Let us all in on the news!

If you wanna hear a record
Well get the word from Aiden Day
He picks all the hits to play
To keep you in your place all day

Capital radio
Capital radio
Capital radio
Capital radio
In tune with nothing
Don't touch that dial

The Clash - Lost in the Supermarket

I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality

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 lived on the ceiling
Scream and fight most scarily
Hearing that noise was my first ever feeling
That's how it's been all around me

I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality

I'm all tuned in, I see all the programmes
I save coupons from packets of tea
I've got my giant hit discoteque album
I empty a bottle and I feel a bit free

The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls
Make me noises for company
Long distance callers make long distance calls
And the silence makes me lonely

I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality

And it's not here
It disappeared
I'm all lost

The Clash - 1977

In 1977

I hope I go to heaven

I too long on the dole

And I can't work at all

Danger stranger

Ya' better paint your face

No Elvis, Beatles, or the Rolling Stones

In 1977

Knives in West 11

Ain't so lucky to be rich

Stun guns in Knightsbridge

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

'Cause 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 Clash - English Civil War (Johnny Comes Marching Home)

When Johnny comes marching home again
He's coming by bus or underground
A woman's eye will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear
It's just around the corner in the English civil war
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists
When that well-known face got beaten to bits
Your face was blue in the light of the screen as we watched the speech of an animal scream
The new party army was marching right over our heads
Alright

There you are, ha, ha, I told you so
Says everybody that we know
But who hid a radio under the stairs and who got caught out on their unawares?
When that new party army came marching right up the stairs
When Johnny comes marching home again
Nobody understands it can happen again
The sun is shining and the kids are shouting loud but you gotta know it's shining through a crack in the cloud
The shadows keep falling when Johnny comes marching home
Alright Johnny, okay Johnny, okay John go home, home, home, home
Guess who's catching a plain when Johnny comes running home

The Clash - Rock The Casbah

Now the king told the boogie men

You have to let that raga drop

The oil down the desert way

Has been shakin' to the top

The sheik he drove his Cadillac

He went a' cruisin' down the ville

The muezzin was a' standing

On the radiator grille

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

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 camel drum

The local guitar picker

Got his guitar picking thumb

As soon as the shareef

Had cleared the square

They began to wail

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

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

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

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

Outta their hair

The jet pilots wailed

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The shareef don't like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

He thinks it's not kosher

Fundamentally he can't take it.

You know he really hates it.

The Clash - Police & Thieves

Police and thieves in the streets
Oh yeah!
Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Oh yeah!
Fighting 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 comes in day by day
No one stop it in anyway
And 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 and thieves oh yeah

Scaring, fighting the nation
Shooting, shooting their guns and ammunition

Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Here come, here come, here come
The station is bombed
Get out get out get out you people
If you don't wanna get blown up

The Clash - I'm So Bored With the U.S.A.

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 dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
An' they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For he USA

The Clash - Complete Control

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 went mad

Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart
Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh

On the last tour my mates couldn't get in
I'd open up the back door but they'd get run out again
At every hotel we was met by the Law
Come for the party - come to make sure!

Ooh ooh ooh have we done something wrong?
Ooh ooh ooh complete control, even over this song

They said we'd be artistically free
When we signed that bit of paper
They meant let's make a lotsa mon-ee
An' worry about it later

Ooh ooh ooh I'll never understand
Ooh ooh ooh complete control - lemme see your other hand!

All over the news spread fast
They're dirty, they're filthy
They ain't gonna last!

This is Joe Public speaking
I'm controlled in the body, controlled in the mind

Total
See-o-n control - that means you!

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 - Garageland

Back in the garage with my bullshit detector
Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective
People ringing up making offers for my life
But I just wanna stay in the garage all night

We're a garage band
We come from garageland

Meanwhile things are hotting up in the West End alright
Contracts in the offices, groups in the night
My bummin' slummin' friends have all got new boots
An' someone just asked me if the group would wear suits

I don't wanna hear about what the rich are doing
I don't wanna go to where the rich are going
They think they're so clever, they think they're so right
But the truth is only known by guttersnipes

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! Wot an old bag
Back in the garage
All night

The Clash - London's Burning

London's burning! London's burning!

All across the town, all across the night
Everybody's driving with full headlights
Black or white turn it on, face the new religion
Everybody's sitting 'round watching television!

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999

I'm up and down the Westway, in an' out the lights
What a great traffic system - it's so bright
I can't think of a better way to spend the night
Then speeding around underneath the yellow lights

London's burning with boredom now
London's burning dial 99999

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

London's burning with boredom now...
London's burning dial 99999

The Clash - Stay Free

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 Streatham on the bus
You always made me laugh

Got me in bad fights
Play me pool all night
Smokin' menthol

I practiced daily in my room
You were down the crown planning your next move
Go on a nicking spree
Hit the wrong guy
Each of you get three
Years in Brixton

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 fuckin' down
To a cinder

'Cause years have passed and things have changed
And I move anyway I want to go
I'll never forget the feeling I got
When I heard that you'd got home
An' I'll never forget the smile on my face
'Cause I knew where you would be
An' if you're in the crown tonight
Have a drink on me
But go easy...step lightly...stay free

The Clash - The Guns of Brixton

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 on death row

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton

The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell

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

You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton

Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton

The Clash - Rudie Can't Fail

Sing, Michael, sing
On the route of the nineteen bus

Hear them sayin'

How you get a rude and a reckless?
Don't you be so crude and feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail

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

I went to the market to realize my soul
What I need I just don't have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say Rudie can't fail

First you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in a paper
You need someone for a savior
Oh, Rudie can't fail

We reply

Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin' cool an' speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail

I went to the market to realize my soul
'Cause what I need I just don't have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
Rudie can't fail

Okay! Okay!
So where you want to go today?
Hey boss man!
You're looking pretty smart
With your chicken skin suit

You think you're pretty hot
In the pork pie hat

Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail
Rudy can't fail

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 - Capital Radio Two

Yes, it's time for The Doctor Goebbels Show!

There's a tower in the heart of London
With a radio station right at the top
But they don't make the city beat
They're making all the action stop

A long time ago there was pirates
Beaming waves from the sea
Now all the stations are silent
'Cause they ain't got a government license

If you wanna tell your problems
Phone in from your bedsit room!
Having trouble with your partner?
Let us all in on the news!

If you wanna hear a record
Well get the word from Aiden Day
He picks all the hits to play
To keep you in your place all day

Capital Radio
Capital Radio
Capital Radio
Capital Radio

Hey, hey you guys!
Come on!
Jonesy?
Yeah, what?

Hey listen, I've been thinking
We'll never get on the radio like this!
You know that?
Now, I've been studying the charts
Using my mind and my imagination
I can see it all now!
The drummer's in the box office, and he's counting all the money!

Yes! You guys know just what to do!
Are you all ready?
All right, on the count of four:
Four!
Hey! Yes that's got it!
Move it up!
Wow!
Pure gold!
Hey!
Yeah get that DJ on the line! Ow!
Have you seen me dance?
I'm the one that I want!
On fire!
Slow me down!
Slow me down!

The Clash - Bankrobber

My daddy was a bank robber
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money

Some is rich, and some is poor
That's the way the world is
But I don't believe in lying back
Sayin' how bad your luck is

So we came to jazz it up
We never loved a shovel
Break your back to earn your pay
An' don't forget to grovel

The old man spoke up in a bar
Said I never been in prison
A lifetime serving one machine
Is ten times worse than prison

Imagine if all the boys in jail
Could get out now together
Whadda you think they'd want to say to us?
While we was being clever

Someday you'll meet your rocking chair
'Cause that's where we're spinning
There's no point to want to comb your hair
When it's grey and thinning

Run rabbit run
Strike out boys, for the hills
I can find that hole in the wall
And I know that they never will

The Clash - (White Man) In Hammersmith Palais

Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator

Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With backing bands sound systems
And if they've got anything to say
There's many black ears here to listen

But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right
Charging from the bass knives to the treble
But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel
Onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel

Dress back jump back, this is a bluebeat attack
'Cause it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with the guns
The British Army is waiting out there
An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons

White youth, black youth
Better find another solution
Why not phone up Robin Hood
And ask him for some wealth distribution

Punk rockers in the UK
They won't notice anyway
They're all too busy fighting
For a good place under the lighting

The new groups are not concerned
With what there is to be learned
They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny
Turning rebellion into money

All over people changing their votes
Along with their overcoats
If Adolf Hitler flew in today
They'd send a limousine anyway

I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf
Who looks so sick in the sun
I'm the white man in the Palais
Just lookin' for fun

I'm only
Looking for fun

I'm only
Looking for fun

The Clash - Train In Vain

You say you stand by your man
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 till this day

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

All the times
When we were close
I'll remember these things the most
I see all my dreams come tumbling down
I can't be happy without you around

So all alone I keep the wolves at bay
And there is only one thing that I can say

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me

Did you stand by me
No, not at all

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

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

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me
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

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?