Στίχοι
- Give 'Em Enough Rope
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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
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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
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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!
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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!
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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