1. Clash City Rockers
2. I'm So Bored With The U.S.A.
3. Remote Control
4. Complete Control
5. White Riot
6. White Man In Hammersmith Palais
7. London's Burning
8. I Fought The Law (Sonny Curtis cover
song)
9. Janie Jones
10. Career Opportunities
11. What's My Name
12. Hate And War
13. Police And Thieves (Junior Murvin
& Lee Perry cover song)
14. Jail Guitar-Doors
15. Garageland
16. Deny (U.K. Version Only) [Track 7
on U.K. Version]
17. Cheat (U.K. Version Only) [Track 10
on U.K. Version]
18. Protex Blue (U.K. Version Only) [Track
11 on U.K. Version]
19. 48 Hours (U.K. Version Only) [Track
13 on U.K. Version]
Clash City Rockers
and i wanna move the town to the clash city rockers.
you need a little jump of electrical shockers. you better leave town
if you only wanna knock us. nothing stands the pressure of the clash
city rockers. you see the rate they come down the escalator.
now listen to the tube train accelerator. then you realise that you
got to have a purpose. or this place is gonna knock you out sooner
or later. so don't complain about your useless employment.
jack it in forever tonight. or shut your mouth and pretend you enjoy
it. think of all the money you've got. and i wanna liquefy
everybody gone dry. or plug into the aerials that poke up in the
sky. or burn down the suburbs with the half-closed eyes. you
won't succeed unless you try. you owe me a move say the bells of
st. groove. come on and show me say the bells of old bowie.
when i am fitter say the bells of gary glitter. no one but you and
i say the bells of prince Far-I. no one but you and i say the bells
of prince Far-I. and i wanna move the town to the clash city rockers.
you need a little jump of electrical shockers. you better leave town
if you only wanna knock us. nothing stands the pressure of the clash
city rockers. rock, rock, clash city rockers.
I'm So Bored With The U.S.A.
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 and 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 t.v. cause 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 U.S.A.
Remote Control
who needs remote control from the civic hall push
a button activate you gotta work and 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 and so you are... puuuuuuunnnnnk! they had a meeting in mayfair
they got you down and 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
Complete Control
they said release 'remote control' but we didn't
want it on the label they said, "fly to amsterdam" the people laughed but
the press went mad ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart ooh ooh ooh complete
control, that's a laugh on the last tour my mates couldn't get in i'd open
up the back door but they'd get run out again at every hotel we was met
by the law come for the party... come to make sure! ooh ooh ooh have
we done something wrong? ooh ooh ooh complete control, even over
this song they said we'd be artistically free when we signed that bit of
paper they meant let's make a lotsa mon-ee and worry about it later ooh
ooh ooh i'll never understand ooh ooh ooh complete control... lemme see
your other hand! all over the news spread fast they're dirty, they're
filthy they ain't gonna last! this is joe public speaking i'm controlled
in the body, controlled in the mind total c... o... n... control... that
means you!
White Riot
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. and everybody's doing just what they're
told to. and 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?
White Man In Hammersmith Palais
midnight to six man for the first time from jamaica
dillinger and leroy smart delroy wilson, your cool operator ken boothe
for U.K. pop reggae with backing bands sound systems and if they've got
anything to say there's many black ears here to listen but it was four
tops all night with encores from stage right charging from the bass knives
to the treble but onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel onstage they
ain't got no... roots rock rebel dress back jump back this is a bluebeat
attack cause it won't get you anywhere fooling with your guns the british
army is waiting out there and it weighs fifteen hundred tons white youth,
black youth better find another solution why not phone up robin hood and
ask him for some wealth distribution punk rockers in the U.K. they won't
notice anyway they're all too busy fighting for a good place under the
lighting the new groups are not concerned with what there is to be learned
they got burton suits, ha you think it's funny turning rebellion into money
all over people changing their votes along with their overcoats if adolf
hitler flew in today they'd send a limousine anyway i'm the all night drug-prowling
wolf who looks so sick in the sun i'm the white man in the palais just
lookin' for fun i'm only looking for fun
London's Burning
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 and 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
I Fought The Law (Sonny Curtis cover song)
breakin' rocks in the hot sun i fought the law
and the law won i needed money cause i had none i fought the law and the
law won i left my baby and it feels so bad guess my race is run she's the
best girl that i ever had i fought the law and the law won i fought the
law and the robbin' people with a six-gun i fought the law and the law
won i lost my girl and i lost my fun i fought the law and the law won i
left my baby and it feels so bad guess my race is run she's the best girl
that i ever had i fought the law and the law won i fought the law and the
i fought the law and the law won i fought the law and the...
Janie 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... and he knows what he's got to do so he knows he's
gonna have fun with you you lucky lady! and he knows when the evening
comes when his job is done he'll be over in his car for you and 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! and 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.
Career Opportunities
they 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 and 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.
What's My Name
what the hell is wrong with me? i'm not who
i want to be i tired spot cream and i tried it all i'm crawling up the
wall! what's my name name... name... name... i tried to join
a ping-pong club, sign on the door said all full up! i got nicked,
fighting in the road and 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
and you won't know who came what's my name
Hate And War
hate and war... the only things we got today and
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 and 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 and 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 and if
i get aggression i give it to them two time back every day it's just the
same with hate and 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.
Police And Thieves (Junior Murvin & Lee Perry
cover song)
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.
Jail Guitar-Doors
let me tell you about wayne and his deals of cocaine
a little more every day holding for a friend till the band do well then
the d.e.a. locked him away clang clang, go the jail guitar doors bang bang,
go the boots on the floor cry cry, for your lonely mother's son clang clang,
go the jail guitar doors and i'll tell you about pete, didn't want no fame
gave all his money away "well there's something wrong, it'll be good for
you, son" and so they certified him insane and then there's keith, waiting
for trial twenty-five thousand bail If he goes down you won't hear his
sound but his friends carry on anyway fuck 'em! jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number jail guitar doors right now someone else has that number.
Garageland
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 and 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.
Deny
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. and 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 and 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 from... 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.
Cheat
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 being 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, and 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
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.
48 Hours
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 and 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.
everytime i miss it cause i ain't got a ticket. 48 hours needs 48
thrills. kicking for kicks.