The Singles
 

1.  White Riot
2.  Remote Control
3.  Complete Control
4.  Clash City Rockers
5.  White Man In Hammersmith Palais
6.  Tommy Gun
7.  English Civil War (Traditional)
8.  I Fought The Law (Sonny Curtis cover song)
9.  London Calling
10.  Train In Vain
11.  Bankrobber
12.  The Call Up
13.  Hitsville U.K.
14.  The Magnificent Seven
15.  This Is Radio Clash
16.  Know Your Rights
17.  Rock The Casbah
18.  Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
 

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?

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!

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.

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.

Tommy Gun
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.  waiting in the airport till kingdom come.  and 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.  and give my false support to your cause.  whatever you want, you're gonna get it!  boats and tanks and planes, it's your game.  kings and queens and generals learn your name.  i see all the innocents, the human sacrifice.  and if death comes so cheap then the same goes for life!

English Civil War (Traditional)
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.  and 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?  and 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 and 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.

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...

London Calling
london calling to the faraway towns now that war is declared and battle come down london calling to the underworld come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls London calling, now don't look at us Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing except for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin Engines stop running but I have no fear cause London is drowning and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it brother, you can go it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holding out and draw another breath London calling and I don't wanna shout But while we were talking I saw you nodding out London calling, see we ain't got no highs Except for that one with the yellowy eyes The ice age is coming the sun is zooming in Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin A nuclear error but I have no fear cause London is drowning and I live by the river Now get this London calling, yes I was there too and you know what they said... well, some of it was true!  London calling at the top of the dial and after all this, won't you give me a smile?  I never felt so much alike...

Train In Vain
Say you stand by your man Tell me something I don't understand You said you love me and that's a fact Then you left me, said you felt trapped Well some things you can explain away But my heartache's in me till this day Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way All the times When we were close I'll remember these things the most I see all my dreams come tumbling down I won't be happy without you around So all alone I keep the wolves at bay There is only one thing that I can say You must explain why this must be Did you lie when you spoke to me Did you stand by me No, not at all Now I got a job But it don't pay I need new clothes I need somewhere to stay But without all these things I can do But without your love I won't make it through But you don't understand my point of view I suppose there's nothing I can do You must explain why this must be Did you lie when you spoke to me?  Did you stand by me Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way.

Bankrobber
my daddy was a bankrobber, but he never hurt nobody.  he just 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.  sayin' how bad your luck is.  so we came to jazz it up.  we never loved a shovel.  break your back to earn your pay.  and 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.  cause 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.

The Call Up
It's up to you not to heed the call-up and you must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up? It's up to you not to heed the call-up I don't wanna die! It's up to you not to hear the call-up I don't wanna kill! For he who will die Is he who will kill Maybe I wanna see the wheatfields Over Kiev and down to the sea All the young people down the ages They gladly marched off to die Proud city fathers used to watch them Tears in their eyes There is a rose that I want to live for Although, God knows, I may not have met her There is a dance and I should be with her There is a town... unlike any other It's up to you not to hear the call-up and you must not act the way you were brought up Who give you work an' why should you do it? At fifty five minutes past eleven There is a rose... Yeah!

Hitsville U.K.
They cried the tears, they shed the fears Up and down the land They stole guitars or used guitars So the tape would understand Without even the slightest hope of a 1000 sales Just as if, as if there was, a hitsville in U.K. I know the boy was all alone, til the hitsville hit U.K. They say true talent will allways emerge in time When lightening hits small wonder Its fast rough factory trade No expense accounts, or lunch discounts Or hypeing up the charts The band went in, and knocked 'em dead, in 2 min. 59 No slimy deals, with smarmy eels - in hitsville U.K. Lets shake'n say, we'll operate - in hitsville U.K. The mutants, creeps and musclemen Are shaking like a leaf It blows a hole in the radio When it hasnt sounded good all week A mike'n boom, in your living room - in hitsville U.K. No consumer trials, or A.O.R., in hitsville U.K. Now the boys and girls are not alone Now the hitsville's hit U.K.

The Magnificent Seven
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man and the crazy chief One says sun and one says sleet A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too Churning out that boogaloo Gets you up and gets you out But how long can you keep it up? Gimme Honda, Gimme Sony So cheap and real phony Hong Kong dollars and Indian cents English pounds and Eskimo pence You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! Working for a rise, better my station Take my baby to sophistication She's seen the ads, she thinks it's nice Better work hard - I seen the price Never mind that it's time for the bus We got to work - an' you're one of us Clocks go slow in a place of work Minutes drag and the hours jerk "When can I tell 'em wot I do? In a second, maaan... oright Chuck!" Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss It's our profit, it's his loss But anyway lunch bells ring Take one hour and do your thanng! Cheeesboiger! What do we have for entertainment? Cops kickin' Gypsies on the pavement Now the news - snap to attention! The lunar landing of the dentist convention Italian mobster shoots a lobster Seafood restaurant gets out of hand A car in the fridge Or a fridge in the car? Like cowboys do - in T.V. land You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh? So 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 You're frettin', you're sweatin' But did you notice you ain't gettin'? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? To take your car outta that gear Don't you ever stop long enough to start? To get your car outta that gear Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels Came to the checkout at the 7-11 Marx was skint - but he had sense Engels lent him the necessary pence What have we got? Yeh-o, magnificence! Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi Went to the park to check on the game But they was murdered by the other team Who went on to win 50-nil You can be true, you can be false You be given the same reward Socrates and Milhous Nixon Both went the same way - through the kitchen Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin Who's more famous to the billion millions? News Flash: Vacuum Cleaner Sucks Up Budgie Oooohh... bub-bye Magnificence!

This Is Radio Clash
interrupting all programes.  this is radio clash from pirate satellite.  orbiting your living room.  cashing in the bill of rights.  cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights.  this is radio clash on pirate satellite.  this sound does not subscribe to the international plan.  in the psycho shadow of the white right hand.  then that see ghettology as an urban viet nam.  giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm.  this is radio clash.  tearing up the seven veils.  this is radio clash.  please save us, not the whales.  this is radio clash.  underneath a mushroom cloud.  this is radio clash.  you don't need that funeral shroud.  forces have been looting my humanity.  curfews have been curbing the end of liberty.  hands of law have sorted through my identity.  but now this sound is brave and wants to be free.  anyway to be free.  this is radio clash on pirate satellite.  this is not free europe.  not an armed force network.  this is radio clash.  using audio ammunition.  this is radio clash.  can we get that world to listen?  this is radio clash.  using aural ammunition.  this is radio clash.  can we get that world to listen?  this is radio clash on pirate satellite.  orbiting your living room.  cashing in the bill of rights.  this is radio clash on pirate satellite.  this is radio clash.  everybody hold on tight.  a-riggy diggy dig dang dang.  go back to urban nam.

Know Your Rights
This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights all three of them Number 1 You have the right not to be killed Murder is a crime!  Unless it was done by a Policeman or aristocrat Know your rights And Number 2 You have the right to food money Providing of course you Don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation Know your rights These are your rights Wang Know these rights Number 3 You have the right to free Speech as long as you're not Dumb enough to actually try it Know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em It has been suggested In some quarters that this is not enough!  Well... Get off the streets Get off the streets Run You don't have a home to go to Smush Finally then I will read you your rights You have the right to remain silent You are warned that anything you say Can and will be taken down And used as evidence against you Listen to this Run.

Rock The Casbah
Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shaken to the top The sheik he drove his Cadillac He went a-cruisin' down the ville The muezzin was a-standing On the radiator grille The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound Degenerate the faithful With that crazy Casbah sound But the Bedouin they brought out The electric camel drum The local guitar picker Got his guitar picking thumb As soon as the shariff Had cleared the square They began to wail The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah Now over at the temple Oh!  They really pack 'em in The in crowd say it's cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction The temple band took five The crowd caught a whiff Of that crazy Casbah jive The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah The king called up his jet fighters He said you better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the Casbah way As soon as the shariff was Chauffeured outta there The jet pilots tuned to The cockpit radio blare As soon as the shariff was Outta their hair The jet pilots wailed The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah The shariff don't like it Rockin' the Casbah Rock the Casbah He thinks it's not kosher Fundamentally he can't take it You know he really hates it.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
Darling you gotta let me know Should I stay or should I go?  If you say that you are mine I'll be here 'til the end of time So you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go?  Always tease tease tease Siempre coqetiando y enganyando You're happy when I'm on my knees Me arrodilla y estas feliz One day is fine, next is black Un dias bien el otro negro So if you want me off your back Al rededar en tu espalda Well come on and let me know Me tienes que desir Should I Stay or should I go?  Me debo ir o que darme Should I stay or should I go now?  Should I stay or should I go now?  If I go there will be trouble and if I stay it will be double So come on and let me know This indecision's bugging me Esta undecision me molesta If you don't want me, set me free Si no me quieres, librame Exactly who'm I'm supposed to be Diga me que tengo ser Don't you know which clothes even fit me?  ¿Saves que robas me queurda?  Come on and let me know Me tienes que desir Should I cool it or should I blow?  ¿Me debo ir o quedarme?  Should I stay or should I go now?  ¿Yo me frio o lo sophlo?  If I go there will be trouble Si me voi va ver peligro And if I stay it will be double Si me quedo es doble So you gotta let me know Me tienes que decir Should I stay or should I go?  ¿Yo me frio o lo sophlo?
 
 
 

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