Στίχοι - Give 'Em Enough Rope

 

Safe European Home

(Strummer/Jones)

WELL, I JUST GOT BACK AN' I WISH I NEVER LEAVE NOW WHO DAT MARTIAN ARRIVAL AT THE AIRPORT? HOW MANY LOCAL DOLLARS FOR A LOCAL ANESTHETIC? THE JOHNNY ON THE CORNER WAS A VERY SYMPATHETIC

I WENT TO THE PLACE WHERE EVERY WHITE FACE IS AN INVITATION TO ROBBERY AN' SITTING HERE IN MY SAFE EUROPEAN HOME I DON'T WANNA GO BACK THERE AGAIN

WASN'T I LUCKY N' WOULDN'T IT BE LOVERLY? SEND US ALL CARDS, AN' HAVE A LAYING IN ON A SUNDAY I WAS THERE FOR TWO WEEKS, SO HOW COME I NEVER TELL THAT NATTY DREAD DRINKS AT THE SHERATON HOTEL? NOW THEY GOT THE SUN, AN' THEY GOT THE PALM TREES THEY GOT THE WEED, AN' THEY GOT THE TAXIS WHOA, THE HARDER THEY COME, N' THE HOME OF OL' BLUEBEAT YES I'D STAY AN' BE A TOURIST BUT I CAN'T TAKE THE GUNPLAY

 

 

 

English Civil War

(Traditional; Arranged by Strummer/Jones)

WHEN JOHNNY COMES MARCHING HOME AGAIN HE'S COMING BY BUS OR UNDERGROUND A WOMAN'S EYE WILL SHED A TEAR TO SEE HIS FACE SO BEATEN IN FEAR AN' IT WAS JUST AROUND THE CORNER IN THE ENGLISH CIVIL WAR

IT WAS STILL AT THE STAGE OF CLUBS AND FISTS WHEN THAT WELL-KNOWN FACE GOT BEATEN TO BITS YOUR FACE WAS BLUE IN THE LIGHT OF THE SCREEN AS WE WATCHED THE SPEECH OF AN ANIMAL SCREAM THE NEW PARTY ARMY WAS MARCHING RIGHT OVER OUR HEADS ALRIGHT THERE YOU ARE, HA HA, I TOLD YOU SO SAYS EVERYBODY THAT WE KNOW BUT WHO HID A RADIO UNDER THE STAIRS AN' WHO GOT CAUGHT OUT ON THEIR UNAWARES?

WHEN THAT NEW PARTY ARMY CAME MARCHING RIGHT UP THE STAIRS WHEN JOHNNY COMES MARCHING HOME AGAIN NOBODY UNDERSTANDS IT CAN HAPPEN AGAIN THE SUN IS SHINING AN' THE KIDS ARE SHOUTING LOUD BUT YOU GOTTA KNOW IT'S SHINING THROUGH A CRACK IN THE CLOUD AND THE SHADOWS KEEP FALLING WHEN JOHNNY COMES MARCHING HOME

 

 

 

Tommy Gun

(Strummer/Jones)

TOMMY GUN YOU AIN'T HAPPY LESS YOU GOT ONE TOMMY GUN AIN'T GONNA SHOOT THE PLACE UP JUST FOR FUN MAYBE HE WANTS TO DIE FOR THE MONEY MAYBE HE WANTS TO KILL FOR HIS COUNTRY WHATEVER HE WANTS, HE'S GONNA GET IT!

TOMMY GUN YOU BETTER STRIP IT DOWN FOR A CUSTOM RUN TOMMY GUN WAITING IN THE AIRPORT 'TILL KINGDOM COME AN' WE CAN WATCH YOU MAKE IT ON THE NINE O'CLOCK NEWS STANDING THERE IN PALESTINE LIGHTING THE FUSE WHATEVER YOU WANT, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT TOMMY GUN YOU'LL BE DEAD WHEN YOUR WAR IS WON

TOMMY GUN BUT DID YOU HAVE TO GUN DOWN EVERYONE? I CAN SEE IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED A NATION OF DESTINY HAS GOT TO BE FULFILLED WHATEVER YOU WANT, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT! TOMMY GUN YOU CAN BE A HERO IN AN AGE OF NONE TOMMY GUN I'M CUTTING OUT YOUR PICTURE FROM PAGE ONE I'M GONNA GET A JACKET JUST LIKE YOURS AN' GIVE MY FALSE SUPPORT TO YOUR CAUSE WHATEVER YOU WANT, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT!

BOATS AN' TANKS AND PLANES, IT'S YOUR GAME KINGS AN' QUEENS AN' GENERALS LEARN YOUR NAME I SEE ALL THE INNOCENTS, THE HUMAN SACRIFICE AND IF DEATH COMES SO CHEAP THEN THE SAME GOES FOR LIFE!

 

 

 

Julie's in the Drug Squad

(Strummer/Jones)

IT'S LUCY IN THE SKY AND ALL KINDS OF APPLE PIE SHE GIGGLES AT THE SCREEN 'COS IT LOOKS SO GREEN THERE'S CARPETS ON THE PAVEMENTS AND FEATHERS IN HER EYE BUT SOONER OR LATER, HER NEW FRIENDS WILL REALIZE THAT JULIE'S BEEN WORKING FOR THE DRUG SQUAD

WELL IT SEEMED LIKE A DREAM, TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE STASH IT IN THE BANK WHILE THE TABLETS GROW HIGH IN THEIR MILLIONS AND EVERYBODY'S HIGH (HI, MAN...) BUT THERE'S SOMEONE LOOKING DOWN FROM THAT MOUNTAINSIDE COs JULIE'S BEEN WORKING FOR THE DRUG SQUAD AND IT'S TEN YEARS FOR YOU

NINETEEN FOR YOU AND YOU CAN GET OUT IN TWENTY-FIVE THAT IS IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE AN' THEN THERE CAME THE NIGHT OF THE GREATEST EVER RAID THEY ARRESTED EVERY DRUG THAT HAD EVER BEEN MADE THEY TOOK EIGHTY-TWO LAWS THROUGH EIGHTY-TWO DOORS AND THEY DIDN'T HALT THE PULL TILL THE CELLS WERE ALL FULL COs JULIE WAS WORKING FOR THE DRUG SQUAD

THEY PUT HIM IN A CELL, THEY SAID YOU WAIT HERE YOU'VE GOT THE TIME TO COUNT ALL OF YOUR HAIR YOU'VE GOT FIFTEEN YEARS A MIGHTY LONG TIME YOU COULD HAVE BEEN A PHYSICIST BUT NOW YOUR NAME IS ON THE MAILBAG LIST JULIE'S BEEN WORKING FOR THE DRUG SQUAD GUMBO!

 

 

 

Last Gang in Town

(Strummer/Jones)

EVERYBODY'S LOOKING FOR LAST GANG IN TOWN YOU BETTER WATCH OUT FOR THEY'RE ALL COMIN' AROUND THE SPORT OF TODAY IS EXCITING THE IN CROWD ARE INTO INFIGHTING WHEN SOME PUNK SEES SOME ROCK-OLLA IT'S ROCK AND ROLL

ALL OVER IN EVERY STREET AND EVERY STATION KIDS FIGHT LIKE DIFFERENT NATIONS AND IT'S BRAWN AGAINST BRAIN AND IT'S KNIFE AGAINST CHAIN BUT IT'S ALL YOUNG BLOOD FLOWING DOWN THE DRAIN THE CROPS HIT THE STIFFS AN' THE SPIKES WHIPPED THE QUIFFS THEY'RE ALL LOOKING 'ROUND FOR THE LAST GANG IN TOWN MEANWHILE DOWN IN BLACK TOWN THOSE OLD SOUL REBELS ARE HANGIN' AROUND AN' WHEN SOME PUNK COME A LOOKING FOR SOUND RASTAFERI GOES TO GROUND

THE WHITE HEART FLIPPED HIS POCKET DIPPED COs A BLACK SHARP KNIFE NEVER SLIPS AND THEY NEVER SAY TO ONE ANOTHER THAT TOMORROW WE MIGHT KILL OUR BROTHERS DOWN FROM THE EDGE OF LONDON THE ROCKABILY REBELS CAME FROM ANOTHER EDGE OF LONDON

SKINHEAD GANGS CALL OUT THEIR NAME BUT NOT THE ZYDECO KIDS FROM THE HIGH RISE THOUGH THEY CAN'T BE RECOGNIZED WHEN YOU HEAR A CAJUN FIDDLE THEN YOU'RE NEARLY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAST GANG IN TOWN

 

 

 

GUNS ON THE ROOF

(THE CLASH)

I SWEAR BY ALMIGHTY GOD TO TELL THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH GUNS GUNS THEY TORTURE ALL THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN THEN THEY'VE PUT THE MEN TO THE GUN COs ACROSS THE HUMAN FRONTIER FREEDOM'S ALWAYS ON THE RUN GUNS GUNS A-SHAKING IN TERROR GUNS GUNS KILLING IN ERROR

GUNS GUNS GUILTY HANDS GUNS GUNS SHATTER THE LANDS A SYSTEM BUILT BY THE SWEAT OF THE MANY CREATES ASSASSINS TO KILL OFF THE FEW TAKE ANY PLACE AND CALL IT A COURT HOUSE THIS IS A PLACE WHERE NO JUDGE CAN STAND SUE THE LAWYERS AND BURN ALL THE PAPERS UNLOCK THE KEY OF THE LEGAL PAPERS A JURY OF A BILLION FACES SHOUTED OUT CONDEMNED OUT OF HAND GUNS GUNS, AND NOBODY'S KIDDING

GUNS GUNS, OR FOOLIN' AROUND GUNS GUNS, THE VIOLENCE IS SINGING GUNS GUNS, A SILENCE THE SOUND 'N I LIKE TO BE IN AFERICA A-BEATIN' ON THE FINAL DRUM 'N I LIKE TO BE IN U.S.S.R. MAKIN' SURE THESE THINGS WILL COME 'N I LIKE TO BE IN U.S.A. PRETENDING THAT THE WARS ARE DONE 'N I LIKE TO BE IN EUROPA SAYING GOODBYE TO EVERYONE GUNS GUNS THERE'S GUNS ON THE ROOF GUNS GUNS THEY'RE MADE TO SHOOT

 

 

 

DRUG STABBING TIME

(STRUMMER/JONES)

DRUG STABBING TIME WELL I GOT WORKING ON THE FORD LINE A PAYING OFF THE BIG FINE DRUG STABBIN' TIME DRUG STABBIN' TIME IS FROM NINE TO NINE

NOBODY WANTSA USER NOBODY NEEDS A LOSER SO KICK HIM OUT THAT DOOR AN' DON'T ANSWER IT NO MORE DRUG STABBIN' TIME IT'S A GREENWICH MEAN TIME YOUR FRIENDS ALL HATE EACH OTHER YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT ANOTHER BUT WHO'S AT THE DOOR? DON'T ANSWER IT NO MORE DRUG STABBIN TIME IN A BEDROOM CRIME THERE'S A TAPE RECORDING ON A TELEPHONE LINE AN' IT'S RINGIN FROM THE FLOOR SO DON'T ANSWER IT NO MORE NOW I WAS LYING IN MY ROOM IT WAS RAINING DRUGS ALL AFTERNOON. I HEAR THIS CAR PULL UP OUTSIDE COMES TO A STOP LIKE, SKREEEE SOMEONE'S IN A HURRY 'N SOMEONE BETTER WORRY COs THESE FOUR GUYS ALL HAD ON THEIR FEET A PAIR OF BLACK SHOES SHINING AND NEAT I THINKS BLACKSHOES ON NO THAT'S BAD NEWS HERE THEY COME CHARGING UP THE STAIRS ALRIGHT SONNY JUST TELL US WHERE DRUG STABBIN TIME DON'T ASK ME MATE WORKING ON THE FORD LINE PAYING OFF THE BIG FINE DRUG STABBIN' TIME

 

 

 

Stay Free

(Strummer/Jones)

WE MET WHEN WE WERE IN SCHOOL NEVER TOOK NO SHIT FROM NO ONE, WE WEREN'T FOOLS THE TEACHER SAYS WE'RE DUMB WE'RE ONLY HAVING FUN WE PISS ON EVERYONE IN THE CLASSROOM

WHEN WE GOT THROWN OUT I LEFT WITHOUT MUCH FUSS AN' WEEKENDS WE'D GO DANCING DOWN STREATHAM ON THE BUS YOU ALWAYS MADE ME LAUGH GOT ME IN BAD FIGHTS PLAY ME POOL ALL NIGHT SMOKIN' MENTHOL

I PRACTICED DAILY IN MY ROOM YOU WERE DOWN THE CROWN PLANNING YOUR NEXT MOVE GO ON A NICKING SPREE HIT THE WRONG GUY EACH OF YOU GET THREE YEARS IN BRIXTON I DID MY VERY BEST TO WRITE HOW WAS BUTLINS? WERE THE SCREWS TOO TIGHT?

WHEN YOU LOT GET OUT WERE GONNA HIT THE TOWN WE'LL BURN IT FUCKIN' DOWN TO A CINDER COs YEARS HAVE PASSED AND THINGS HAVE CHANGED AND I MOVE ANYWAY I WANNA GO I'LL NEVER FORGET THE FEELING I GOT WHEN I HEARD THAT YOU'D GOT HOME

AN' I'LL NEVER FORGET THE SMILE ON MY FACE COs I KNEW WHERE YOU WOULD BE AN' IF YOU'RE IN THE CROWN TONIGHT HAVE A DRINK ON ME BUT GO EASY...STEP LIGHTLY...STAY FREE

 

 

 

CHEAPSKATES

(STRUMMER/JONES)

I HAVE BEEN A WASHER UP AN' HE HAS BEEN A SCRUBBER UP AN' I SEEN HIM A PICKING UP DOG ENDS IN THE RAIN AN' HE HAS NEVER READ A BOOK THOUGH I TOLD HIM TO TAKE A LOOK HE LIFTED HIS POOLHALL CUE FOR ANOTHER GAME

BUT IT AIN'T NO MODERN MIRACLE THAT WE FOUND THE GOLDEN RULE WHAT YOU CAN'T BUY YOU GOTTA STEAL AN' WHAT YOU SAY CAN'T STEAL YOU BETTER LEAVE I DON'T LIKE TO HANG ABOUT IN THIS LONELY ROOM COs LONDON IS FOR GOING OUT AND TRYING TO HEAR A TUNE BUT PEOPLE COME POUNCING UP TO ME AND SAY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A STAR NOT A CHEAPSKATE BLEEDING QUEER LIKE A LOAD OF RATS FROM A SINKING SHIP YOU SLAG US DOWN TO SAVE YOUR HIP BUT YOU DON'T GIVE ME THE BENEFIT OF YOUR DOUBT COS I'LL BITE IT OFF AND SPIT IT OUT WE'RE CHEAPSKATES ANYTHING'LL DO WE'RE CHEAPSKATES WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?

AN' WE CAN ROCK HEY HEY LET'S ROLL AN' WE CAN WALK AN' DO THE STROLL JUST BECAUSE WE'RE IN A GROUP YOU THINK WE'RE STINKING RICH 'N WE ALL GOT MODEL GIRLS GIVE 'EM ENOUGH ROPE LYRICS SHEDDING EVERY STITCH 'N YOU THINK

THE COCAINE'S FLOWING LIKE A RIVER UP OUR NOSES 'N EVERY SEA WILL PART FOR US LIKE THE RED ONE DID FOR MOSES WELL I HOPE YOU MAKE IT ONE DAY JUST LIKE YOU ALWAYS SAID YOU WOULD SOME DAY AND I'LL GET OUT MY MONEY AND MAKE A BET THAT I'LL BE SEEIN' YOU DOWN THE LAUNDERETTE

 

 

 

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

 

Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1