| The judge said 5 to 10, but I said double that again. |
The Clash, |
Clampdown |
| A system built by the sweat of the many creates assassins to kill off the few. |
The Clash, |
Guns On The Roof |
| All the power's in the hands of people rich enough to buy it. |
The Clash, |
White Riot |
| In these days, nations are militant, we have slavery under government. |
The Clash, |
Kingston Advice |
| Kill or be killed, a nation of destiny has got to be filled. |
The Clash, |
Tommy Gun |
| Sue the lawyers. |
The Clash, |
Guns On The Roof |
| To understand what's right and wrong, the lawyers work in shifts. |
The Clash, |
Midnight Log |
| You have the right to free speech, as long as you're not dumb enough to actually try it. |
The Clash, |
Know Your Rights |
| By order of the prophet, we ban that boogie sound. |
The Clash, |
Rock The Casbah |
| Give generously now, pass the hubcap please. |
The Clash, |
The Sounds Of Sinners |
| Let fury have the hour, anger can be power. |
The Clash, |
Clampdown |
| Are you taking over or taking orders, are you going backwards or are you going forwards? |
The Clash, |
White Riot |
| I have the will to survive, I cheat if I can't win. |
The Clash, |
Hate And War |
| They knew how to pose and one of them had a Les Paul heart attack machine. |
The Clash, |
All The Young Punks |
| So we danced with a rifle to the rhythm of the gun, in a glade through the trees I saw my only one. |
The Clash, |
Rebel Waltz |
| Cooking up the books, a respected occupation. |
The Clash, |
Midnight Log |
| Get back to work and sweat some more, the sun will sink and we'll get out the door. It's no good for man to work in cages, hits the town, he drinks his wages. |
The Clash, |
The Magnificent Seven |
| Now I got a job, but it don't pay. |
The Clash, |
Train In Vain |
| Some factory, now that's no place to waste your youth. I worked there for a week once, I luckily got the boot. |
The Clash, |
All The Young Punks |
| The men at the factory are old and cunning. You don't owe nothing, so boy get running. |
The Clash, |
The Clampdown |
| You got someone to boss around, it makes you feel big now. |
The Clash, |
Clampdown |
| Balls to you, Big Daddy. |
The Clash, |
Brand New Cadillac |
| Charlie don't surf for his hamburger mama. |
The Clash, |
Charlie Don't Surf |
| I was looking for that great jazz note that destroyed the walls of Jericho. |
The Clash, |
The Sound Of Sinners |
| If I go, there will be trouble. And if I stay, it will be double. |
The Clash, |
Should I Stay Or Should I Go |