Альбом The Clash

Well, I just got back an' I wish I never leave now
(where'd ya go?)
Who dat Martian arrival at the airport yeah?
(where'd ya go?)
How many local dollars for a local anaesthetic?
(where'd ya go?)
The Johnny on the corner wasn't very sympathetic
(where'd ya go?)

I went to the place where every white face is an invitation to robbery
Sitting here in my safe European home
Don't wanna go back there again.

Wasn't lucky an' wouldn't it be loverly?
(where'd ya go?)
Send us all cards, an' have a laying in on a Sunday
(where'd ya go?)
I was there for two weeks, so how come I never tell now
(where'd ya go?)
That Natty Dread drinks at the Sheraton Hotel now
(where'd ya go?)

I went to the place where every white face is an invitation to robbery
Sitting here in my safe European home
Don't wanna go back there again.

They got the sun, an' they got the palm trees
(where'd ya go?)
They got the weed, an' they got the taxes
(where'd ya go?)
Whoa, The Harder They Come, an' the home of ol' bluebeat
(where'd ya go?)
I'd stay an' be a tourist but I can't take the gunplay
(where'd ya go?)

I went to the place where every white face is an invitation to robbery
Sitting here in my safe European home
Don't wanna go back there again.

Rudie come
From Jamaica
Cos Rudie can't fail
Cos Rudie come
From Jamaica
Rudie can't fail
Rudie come
From Jamaica
Cos Rudie can't fail
Cos Rudie come
From Jamaica
Rudie can't fail
Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie
Rudie can't fail
Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie
Rudie can't fail

Cos Rudie's went there
And Rudie's lived there
And Rudie come back, come back now

And Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie
Come back, come on
now oh now

Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie
Rudie can't fail

Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie
Rudie, YOU CAN'T FAIL!

Rudie come on and Rudie come
And Rudie can't fail

Explosive!
(Rudie come on, Rudie, Rudie... Rudie can't fail...)
You're day at home
You try the fog train
(Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie.....)
(You're day at home, You try the fog train)
Rudie come back
And Rudie did
No else wants to be this way

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurah, Tudah
He's coming by bus or underground
Hurah, Tudah
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
Hurah, Tudah
When that well-known face got beaten to bits
Hurah, Tudah
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
Tudah, Hyurah
Says everybody that we know
Hurah, Tudah
But who hid a radio under the stairs
An' who got caught out on their unawares
New party army came marching right up the stairs

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurah, Tudah
Nobody understands it can happen again
Hurah, Tudah
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 on falling
When Johnny comes marching home

Alright
Johnny
Oka.......ay
Johnny

All the towns go
O.... O.
O. O...........

Tommy gun
You ain't happy 'less you got one
Tommy gun
Ain't gonna shoot the place up
just for fun
Maybe he wanna 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 customs 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 a fuse
Whatever you want, you're gonna get it

Tommy gun

Tommy gun

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!

Alright!

Okay!

So there's a street
About the price
And there's a one chance [of] survival
Pretend with it all

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 stay up all night

It's Lucy in the sky and all kinds of apple pie
She giggle[s] at the screen cos it looks so green
There's carpets on the pavement
And feathers in her eye
But sooner or later, her new friends will realise
That Julie's been working for the Drug Squad
Julie's been working for the Drug Squad

She can't even look you in the eye

(Well) 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 mountain side
Cos Julie's been working for the Drug Squad
Cos julie's been working for the Drug Squad
Gumbo!

[And it's] Ten years for you
Nineteen for you
And you can get out in twentyfive
That is if you're still alive
Oh oh, Alive
Oh yeah, Alive
Oh oh, Alive
Oh!

And then there came the night of the greatest ever raid
They arrested every drug that had ever been made
They took eightytwo laws
Through eightytwo doors
And they didn't halt the pull
Till the cells were all full
Cos Julie's been working for the Drug Squad
Julie's been working for the Drug Squad

They put him in a cell, they said 'you wait here'
You got the time to count all of your hair
You got fifteen years
[That]'s 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
Julie's been working for the Drug Squad
Gumbo!

Ten years for you
Nineteen for you
And you can get out in twentyfive
That is if you're still...
Alive
Oh oh, Alive

You're still
I said you're still

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 haingin' around
An' when some punk come alooking 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 antoher
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

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 Iike 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
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

We met when we were at school.
Never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools.
The teacher says were dumb.
Were only having fun.
You know we piss off everyone
In the class room.

When we got thrown out and left without much fuss.
And weekends we'd go dancing down the strip.
On the bus.
You always made me laugh.
Got me in bad fights.
Play me pool all night.
Smoking menthol.

I practice daily in my room.
You were down the crowd planning your next move.
Go on a nikking 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 to tight?
When you lot get out.
Were gonna hit the town.
We'll burn it fucking down.
To a cinder.

Cause' years have passed and things have changed.
Im moving anywere I wanna go.
And I'll never forget the feeling I got when I herd that you got home.
And I'll never forget the smile on my face cause' I knew were you would be.
And if your in the crowd tonight then have a drink on me.
Go easy.
Step lightly.
Stay free.

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 benfit
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
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

Yeah
Do wahh, Do wahh, Do wahhhh ohhh

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 and
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
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

Do wahh, Do wahh, Do wahhhh ohhh

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

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
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

You gotta drag yourself to work
Drag yourself to sleep
You're dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week

Do wahh, Do wahh, Do wahhhh ohhh

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

All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain't much to die for
All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain't much to die for