White Riot
White riot I wanna riot
White riot a riot of my own
White riot I wanna riot
White riot a riot of my own
Black people gotta lot of problems but they don't mind throwing a brick
White people go to school where they teach you how to be thick
And everybody's doing just what they're told to and nobody wants to go to jail!
White people go to school where they teach you how to be thick
And everybody's doing just what they're told to and nobody wants to go to jail!
All the power's in the hands of people rich enough to buy it
While we walk the street too chicken to even try it
Everybody's doing just what they're told to nobody wants to go to jail!
Are you taking over or are you taking orders?
Are you going backwards or are you going forwards?
While we walk the street too chicken to even try it
Everybody's doing just what they're told to nobody wants to go to jail!
Are you taking over or are you taking orders?
Are you going backwards or are you going forwards?
Are you taking over or are you taking orders?
Are you going backwards or are you going forwards?
Bankrobber
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 some is poor that's the way the world is
But I don't believe in lying back saying how bad your luck is
So we came to jazz it up we never loved a shovel
Break your back to earn your pay and 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 because that's where we're spinning
There's no point to wanna 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
Clash City Rockers
And 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 stands the pressure of the clash city rockers
You see the rate they come down the escalator
Now listen to the tube train accelerator
Then you realise that you got to have a purpose
Or this place is gonna knock you out sooner or later
So don't complain about your useless employment jack it in forever tonight
Or shut your mouth and pretend you enjoy it think of all the money you've got
And I wanna liquefy everybody gone dry
Or plug into the aerials that poke up in the sky
Or burn down the suburbs with the half-closed eyes
You won't succeed unless you try
You owe me a move say the bells of St. Groove
Come on and show me say the bells of Old Bowie
When I am fitter say the bells of Gary Glitter
No one but you and I say the bells of Prince Far-I
No one but you and I say the bells of Prince Far-I
And 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 stands the pressure of the clash city rockers
Rock rock Clash city rockers
London Calling
London calling to the faraway towns now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing except for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear because London is drowning, and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone forget it brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death quit holding out, and draw another breath
London calling, and I don't wanna shout but while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear because London is drowning, and I live by the river
Now get this London calling I was there too
And you know what they said well, some of it was true
London calling at the top of the dial and after all this, won't you give me a smile?
London calling I never felt so much alike
Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
Darling you got to let me know should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine I'll be here until the end of time
So you gotta let me know should I stay or should I go?
It's always tease tease tease you're happy when I'm on my knees
One day is fine and next is black so if you want me off your back
Well come on and let me know should I stay or should I go?
Should I stay or should I go now should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble and if I stay it will be double so come on and let me know
This indecision's bugging me if you don't want me, set me free
Exactly whom I'm supposed to be don't you know which clothes even fit me?
Come on and let me know should I cool it or should I blow?
Should I stay or should I go now should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble and if I stay it will be double
So you gotta let me know should I cool it or should I blow?
Should I stay or should I go now if I go there will be trouble
And if I stay it will be double so you gotta let me know should I stay or should I go
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 shaking to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac he went cruising down the ville
The muezzin was 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 they really pack them 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 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 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 surviving 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
Even shoot us but 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
Even shoot us but 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
Even shoot us but the guns of Brixton
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