All the Young Punks (New Boots and Contracts)
1-2 Crush on You
(Strummer/Jones)
STANDING IN A QUEUE OF A SCHOOL CANTEEN
GUYS ON THE CORNER THEY WERE LAUGHIN' AT ME
BUT I DON'T MIND IF THEY SEE IT ALL
YOU KNOW I GOTTA COME CLEAN
I GOTTA COME CLEAN
I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
MY MIND DON'T NEED IT BUT MY BODY DO
A LITTLE BIT OF LOVING AND ATTENTION FOR YOU
ALTHOUGH WE'RE ONLY STRANGERS
THEY DON'T NEED TO KNOW
I GOTTA CUM CLEAN, I GOTTA CUM CLEAN
OOH, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
I WANNA GET SERIOUS RIGHT AWAY
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
WHAT YOU DOIN' TODAY OR ANY OTHER DAY?
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
JUST ONE LOOK AND I GO INSANE
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
YOUR DADDY NEVER COMES TO GET YOU
`COS LIVES SO FAR AWAY
BUT HIS I-TALIAN CHAUFFEUR SHOWS UP EVERY DAY
BUT I'LL GET YOU IN THE CORNER, I'LL GET YOU ALL
ALONE
I GOTTA CUM CLEAN, I GOTTA COME CLEAN
I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
I SAID 1-2
I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
WHY SHOULD I GET A CRUSH ON YOU?
IN 1977 I HOPE I GO TO HEAVEN
COS I BEEN TOO LONG ON THE DOLE
AND I CAN'T WORK AT ALL
DANGER STRANGER
YOU BETTER PAINT YOUR FACE
NO ELVIS, BEATLES, OR THE ROLLING STONES
IN 1977
IN 1977
KNIVES IN WEST 11
LENT SO LUCKY TO BE RICH
STEN GUNS IN KNIGHTSBRIDGE
DANGER STRANGER
YOU BETTER PAINT YOUR FACE
NO ELVIS, BEATLES OR THE ROLLING STONES
IN 1977
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 'COS 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
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
All the Young
Punks (New Boots and Contracts)
(Strummer/Jones)
Hanging about
down the market street
I spent a lot of time on my feet
When I saw some passing yabbos
We did chance to speak
I knew how to sing
y' know an
They knew how to pose
An' one of them had a Les Paul
Heart attack machine
All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain't much to cry for
All the young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain't much to die for
Everybody wants to bum
A ride on the rock 'n' roller coaster
And we went out
Got our name in small print on the poster
Of course we got a manger
Though he ain't the mafia
A contract is a contract
When they get 'em out on yer
You gotta drag yourself to work
Drag yourself to sleep
You're dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week
Face front you got the future shining
Like a piece of gold
But I swear as we get closer
It look more like a lump of coal
But it's better than some factory
Now that's no place to waste your youth
I worked there for a week once
I luckily got the boot
Are You Red..Y
(Strummer/Rhodes)
Are you ready for
Are you ready for
War
War
War
High above the satellites
View the Earth
(???) nights
Europe switches off those lights
Are you ready for
War, all in all this sentimental
War, wall to wall with the regimental
War, with all the things continental
Are you red
War
War
War
There's no use runnin' a mobile home
Everywhere is a target zone
Hell is ringing on the red, red phone
Are you ready for
War, all that is futuristic
War, all that is realistic
War, all that will be ballistic
Are you red
War
War
War
Are you ready for
Are you ready for
Vodka chilled in the Kremlin bar
Ride on the rocky (???) and hold my arm
Raise my glass and break it on the bar
Are you ready for
War, all in all this sentimental
War, wall to wall with the regimental
War, with all the things continental
Are you red
Are you ready for
War
War
War
Armagideon Time
(W. Williams/J. Mitoo)
STAY AROUND DON'T PLAY AROUND
THIS OLD TOWN AND ALL
SEEMS LIKE I GOT TO TRAVEL ON
A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO SUPPER TONIGHT
A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO JUSTICE TONIGHT
THE BATTLE IS GETTIN HOTTER
IN THIS IRATION, ARMAGIDEON TIME
A LOT OF PEOPLE RUNNIN AND A HIDING TONIGHT
A LOT OF PEOPLE WON'T GET NO JUSTICE TONIGHT
REMEMBER TO KICK IT OVER
NO ONE WILL GUIDE YOU - ARMAGIDEON TIME
AD LIB VOCALS
Now the corporations stopped!
Stopped pushing fast food
Been a multiple shooting
Downtown at the bank
Reluctantly the panic begins
To catch fire
But it did not affect
The steady sale of jun
The state office looked
It looked like Hollywood
With make-up bleeding all over the cracks
Wo he blew his lines
Facing the cameras
He suffered the first
CHORUS
All live heart attack
Oh you've caught an even atom tan
The motor-cyanide
Cyanide suicide
He finally found the brick wall in his life
Shining up his engine
He dressed right up for it
At the top of the speedo
He crumpled the bike
There's plenty people runnin' runnin' for cover
Hoping at best to hold off al the rest
Once last stand at the bunker fire
Machine gun and pitchfork and breast
CHORUS
But it isn't so easy
So easy for lovers
Chained in love
Stained at the top of the tower
The pink hearse is leaving at funeral speed
Driving your heart
Away with the flowers
All night I waited
I waited for a horseman
His ever faithful
His Indian friend
I'm not the only one
Of the caped crusader fan club watching the sky
For mankind's friend
CHORUS
Oh you've caught an even atom tan
Calamine
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
SAYlN' 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
COS 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
Brand New Cadillac
(Vince Taylor)
Driiiiiiiive!!!
Driiiiiiiive!!!
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
Yes she did!
My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy!"
"I ain't never comin' back!"
Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea?
C'mon, sugar, just come on back to me
She said, "Balls to you, Big Daddy."
She ain't never coming back!
Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea?
Oh c'mon, just hear my plea
She said, "Balls to you, Daddy."
She ain't coming back to me
Baby, baby drove up in a Cadillac
I said, "Jesus Christ! Where'd you get that cadillac?"
She said, "Balls to you, Daddy."
She ain't never coming back!
"It ain't my fault
It's 6 'o'clock in the morning"
He said
As he came up out of the night
When he found I had no coins to bum,
He began to testify
Born in a depression
Born out of good luck
Born into misery
In the back of a truck
I'm telling you this mister
Don't be put off by looks
I been in the ring and I took those right hooks
Oh the loneliness
Used to knock me out - harder than the rest
And I've worked for breakfast
'N I ain't had no lunch
I been on delivery and received every punch
Suddenly I noticed that it weren't quite the same
Feel different one morning maybe it was the rain
But everywhere I looked all over the city
They're runnin' in an out of the bars
Someone stopped for a pick-up driving one of those cars
Y'see I allways wanted one of those cars
Long black 'n shiny an' pull up to the bars
Honk your horn, put down your windows, push yer button,
Hear it coming in
You can say I can see the light... roll!
Forward! Drive! Green lights! Green lights!
Intersection city coming a running comeback home I run back
Not that strong now
Yes who's there now, can I help you? Calling Intel station light
Did you put your money in? Yes I put it in
It say go, I say go, she say go, so we say go
Cos I can see the light all night tonight this night right now
Coming on forward motion across the ocean
An' up the hills yeh boys let's strike for the hills
While that petrol tank is full
Gimme a push gimme a pull
Gimme a llama gimme a mule
Gimme a donkey or gimme a horse
Down the avenue
So fine
In style
