77. The Clash - The Clash

The Clash

The Clash was the the most politically radical group of the punk era. The album contains hard-edged guitar and drums and violently direct vocals. The lyrics deal with almost every social issue that preoccupied the Britain of the era.

Janie Jones
(Strummer/Jones)

He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
He's in love with Janie Jones
But he don't like his boring job, no...

An' he knows what he's got to do
So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady!
An' he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you

An' in the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
That just won't run without fuel
Fill her up, Jacko!

An' the invoice it don't quite fit,
There's no payola in his alphabetical file
This time he's gonna really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It's pretty bad!

Let them know - how you feel



Remote Control
(Strummer/Jones)

Who needs remote control
From the Civic Hall
Push a button
Activate
You gotta work an' you're late

It's so grey in London town
With a panda car crawling around
Here it comes
Eleven o'clock
Where can we go now?

Can't make a noise
Can't get no gear
Can't make no money
Can't get outta here

Big business it don't like you
It don't like the things you do
You got no money
So you got no power
They think you're useless
An' so you are - puuuuuuunnnnnk!

They had a meeting in Mayfair
They got you down an'
They wanna keep you there
It makes them worried
Their bank accounts
That's all that matters
And you don't count

Can't make no progress
Can't get ahead
Can't stop the regress
Don't wanna be dead

Look out' those rules and regulations

Who needs the Parliament
Sitting making laws all day
They're all fat and old
Queuing for the House of Lords

Repression - gonna start on Tuesday
Repression - gonna be a Dalek
Repression - I am a robot
Repression - I obey



I'm So Bored With the U.S.A.
(Strummer/Jones)

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 the USA



White Riot
(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?



Hate and War
(Strummer/Jones)

Hate and war - the only things we got today

An' if I close my eyes
They will not go away
You have to deal with it
It is the currency

Hate...hate...hate...

The hate of a nation
A million miles from home
An' get war from the junkies
Who don't like my form

I'm gonna stay in the city
Even when the house fall down
I don't dream of a holiday
When hate an' war come around

Hate and war...

I have the will to survive
I cheat if I can't win
If someone locks me out
I kick my back in

An' if I get aggression
I give it to them two time back
Every day it's just the same
With hate an' war on my back

Hate and war - I hate all the English
Hate and war - they're just as bad as wops
Hate and war - I hate all the politeness
Hate and war - I hate all the cops

I wanna walk down any street
Looking like a creep
I don't care if I get beat up
By any Kebab Greek



What's My Name
(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



Deny
(Strummer/Jones)

DENY
YOU'RE SUCH A LIAR
YOU WON'T KNOW THE TRUTH IF IT HITS YOU IN THE EYE
DENY
YOU'RE SUCH A LIAR
YOU'RE SELLING YOUR NO-NO ALL THE TIME

AN' YOU SAID WE WERE GOING OUT
TO THE 100 CLUB
THEN YOU SAID IT AIN'T MY SCENE
BUT THEN YOU TURNED UP ALONE
THEN YOU TURNED UP ALONE

THEN YOU SAID YOU'D GIVEN IT UP
GONE AN' KICKED IT IN THE HEAD
YOU SAID YOU AIN'T HAD NONE FOR WEEKS
BUT BABY I SEEN YOUR ARMS
BABY I SEEN YOUR ARMS

DO YOU THINK I'M A RAVING IDIOT?
JUST GOT OFF THE BOAT
STEP IN LINE, SIGN THIS FORM - YOU AIN'T GOT A HOPE
BABY AIN'T GOT A HOPE - YOU AIN'T GOT A HOPE

WHAT A LIAR - DENY
WHAT A LIAR



London's Burning
(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



Career Opportunities
(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



Cheat
(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 BE DONE ABOUT IT
IF YOU PLAY THE GAME YOU GET NOTHING OUT OF IT
FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF TRY BEIN' A GOODY GOODY

YOU BETTER CHEAT CHEAT
NO REASON TO PLAY FAIR
CHEAT CHEAT OR DON'T GET ANYWHERE
CHEAT CHEAT IF YOU CAN'T WIN

NOBODY KNOWS WHAT THEY ARE DOING
IT'S BEYOND YOUR CONTROL, AN' FRIDAY NIGHT'S A RUIN
IF YOU WANNA SURVIVE YOU BETTER LEARN HOW TO LIE

DON'T USE THE RULES
THEY'RE NOT FOR YOU, THEY'RE FOR THE FOOLS
AND YOU'RE A FOOL IF YOU DON'T KNOW THAT
SO USE THE RULE YOU STUPID FOOL



Protex Blue
(Strummer/Jones)

STANDING IN THE BOG OF A WEST END BAR
GUY ON THE RIGHT LEANING OVER TOO FAR
MONEY IN MY POCKET GONNA PUT IT IN THE SLOT
OPEN UP THE PACK SEE WHAT TYPE I GOT

I DIDN'T WANT TO HOLD YOU
I DIDN'T WANT TO USE YOU
PROTEX, PROTEX BLUE
ALL WANNA DO

IT'S A FAB PROTECTIVE FOR THAT TYPE OF A GIRL
BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT SHE USES IT WELL
IT'S THE THERAPEUTIC STRUCTURE I CAN USE AT WILL
BUT I DON'T THINK IT FITS MY B.D. DRILL

SITTING IN A CARRIAGE OF A BAKERLOO
EROTICA MY POCKET GOT A PACKET FOR YOU
ADVERT ON THE ESCALATOR ON MY WAY HOME
I DON'T NEED NO SKIN FLICKS, I WANNA BE ALONE

I DIDN'T WANT TO HOLD YOU
I DIDN'T WANT TO USE YOU
PROTEX, PROTEX BLUE
ALL I WANNA DO

JOHNNY, JOHNNY



Police And Thieves
(Junior Murvin/Lee Perry)

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

Vocal ad lib

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

Vocal ad lib



48 Hours
(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 48
48 HOURS NEEDS 48
48 HOURS NEEDS 48
THRILLS
48 THRILLS

SO TELL ME AN' I'LL TAKE THE TUBE
YOU KNOW A GIRL, YEAH WELL SHE'S BOUND TO BE RUDE
CAN'T GET NOTHING AT THE PLACES I'VE BEEN

I'VE COMBED THIS TOWN FROM TOP TO BOTTOM
I TRY TO GET AROUND BUT MY LEGS ARE BROKEN
EVERY TIME I MISS IT 'COS I AIN'T GOT A TICKET

48 HOURS NEEDS 48 THRILLS
KICKING FOR KICKS



Garageland
(Strummer/Jones)

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

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