Clash

(strummer/jones)

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 a problems
But they don't mind throwing a brick
White people go to school
Where they teach you how to be thick

An' everybody's doing
Just what they're told to
An' 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?

(strummer/jones/levene)

What the hell is wrong with me? i'm not
Who i want to be
I tired spot cream an' i tried it all i'm crawling up the wall!

What's my name naaaame...naaaame....naaaame....

I tried to join a ping-pong club, sign on the door said all full up!
I got nicked, fighting in the road an' the judge didn't even know

What's my name

Dad go pissed so i got clocked
Couldn't hear the tannoy so he lost the lot
Offers mum a bribe through the letter box
Drives you fucking mad

What's my name

Now i'm round the back of your house at night
Peeping in the window - are you sleeping tight?
I laugh at your locks with my celloid strip
An' you won't know who came

What's my name

(sonny curtis)

Breakin' rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
I needed money 'cause i had none
I fought the law and the law won (twice)

I left my baby and it feels so bad
Guess my race is run
She's the best girl that i ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the

Robbin' people with a six-gun
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
I lost my girl and i lost my fun
I fought the law and the law won (twice)

I left my baby and it feels so bad
Guess my race is run
She's the best girl that i ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the

I fought the law and the law won (7 times)
I fought the law and the

(strummer/jones)

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

(strummer/jones)

Let me tell you 'bout wayne and his deals of
Cocaine
A little more every day
Holding for a friend till the band do well
Then the d.e.a. locked him away

Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor
Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors

An' i'll tell you 'bout pete, didn't want no fame
Gave all his money away
"well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son"
And so they certified him insane

And then there's keith, waiting for trial
Twenty-five thousand bail
If he goes down you won't hear his sound
But his friends carry on anyway
Fuck 'em!
Jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number
Jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number

(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 wanna be, do you really wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna get me making toys
If they wanna get me, well, i got no choice

Careers
Careers
Careers

Ain't never gonna knock

(strummer/jones)

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
'cos it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with your 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

(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 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

An' 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

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 stands the pressure of the clash city rockers
Rock rock clash city rockers