Song | Motor City Is Burning |
Artist | MC5 |
Album | Kick Out The Jams [Live] [Japan Remastered] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Smith | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning babe, | |
there ain't a thing in the world that they can do. | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning people, | |
there ain't a thing that white society can do. | |
Ma home town burning down to the ground, | |
worser than Vietnam. | |
Let me tell you how it started now ... | |
it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning. | |
It made the beat cops all jump and shout, | |
Ah said, it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning, | |
It made the pigs in the street freak out. | |
The fire wagons kept comin', baby, | |
but the Black Panther snipers wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out. | |
Guitar solo "get it on ... " | |
Well, there were fire bombs bursting all around, people, Ya know there were soldiers standing everywhere. | |
I said there was fire bombs bursting all around me, baby, Ya know there was National Guard everywhere. | |
Ah can hear my people screaming. | |
Sirens fill the air, fill the air, fill the air. | |
Guitar solo | |
Your mama papa don't know what the trouble is | |
you see, they don't know what it's all about. | |
Ah said, your mama papa don't know what the trouble is, baby, | |
they just can't see what it's all about. | |
Read the news, read the newspapers, baby? | |
You just get out there in the street and check it out! | |
Guitar solo | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
I ain't hanging round to fight it out. | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
just not hang around to fight it out. | |
Well, I'm taking my wife and my people and ??? | |
Well, just before I go, baby, ???? , | |
firemans on the street, people all around, | |
Now, I guess it's true, | |
I'd just like to strike a match for freedom myself, | |
I may be a white boy, but I can be bad, too. | |
Yes, it's true now, yes, it's true now. | |
Guitars, end | |
"Let it all burn! Let it all burn!" |
zuo ci : Smith | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning babe, | |
there ain' t a thing in the world that they can do. | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning people, | |
there ain' t a thing that white society can do. | |
Ma home town burning down to the ground, | |
worser than Vietnam. | |
Let me tell you how it started now ... | |
it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning. | |
It made the beat cops all jump and shout, | |
Ah said, it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning, | |
It made the pigs in the street freak out. | |
The fire wagons kept comin', baby, | |
but the Black Panther snipers wouldn' t let them put it out, wouldn' t let them put it out, wouldn' t let them put it out. | |
Guitar solo " get it on ... " | |
Well, there were fire bombs bursting all around, people, Ya know there were soldiers standing everywhere. | |
I said there was fire bombs bursting all around me, baby, Ya know there was National Guard everywhere. | |
Ah can hear my people screaming. | |
Sirens fill the air, fill the air, fill the air. | |
Guitar solo | |
Your mama papa don' t know what the trouble is | |
you see, they don' t know what it' s all about. | |
Ah said, your mama papa don' t know what the trouble is, baby, | |
they just can' t see what it' s all about. | |
Read the news, read the newspapers, baby? | |
You just get out there in the street and check it out! | |
Guitar solo | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
I ain' t hanging round to fight it out. | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
just not hang around to fight it out. | |
Well, I' m taking my wife and my people and nbsp??? | |
Well, just before I go, baby, nbsp???? , | |
firemans on the street, people all around, | |
Now, I guess it' s true, | |
I' d just like to strike a match for freedom myself, | |
I may be a white boy, but I can be bad, too. | |
Yes, it' s true now, yes, it' s true now. | |
Guitars, end | |
" Let it all burn! Let it all burn!" |
zuò cí : Smith | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning babe, | |
there ain' t a thing in the world that they can do. | |
Ya know, the Motor City is burning people, | |
there ain' t a thing that white society can do. | |
Ma home town burning down to the ground, | |
worser than Vietnam. | |
Let me tell you how it started now ... | |
it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning. | |
It made the beat cops all jump and shout, | |
Ah said, it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning, | |
It made the pigs in the street freak out. | |
The fire wagons kept comin', baby, | |
but the Black Panther snipers wouldn' t let them put it out, wouldn' t let them put it out, wouldn' t let them put it out. | |
Guitar solo " get it on ... " | |
Well, there were fire bombs bursting all around, people, Ya know there were soldiers standing everywhere. | |
I said there was fire bombs bursting all around me, baby, Ya know there was National Guard everywhere. | |
Ah can hear my people screaming. | |
Sirens fill the air, fill the air, fill the air. | |
Guitar solo | |
Your mama papa don' t know what the trouble is | |
you see, they don' t know what it' s all about. | |
Ah said, your mama papa don' t know what the trouble is, baby, | |
they just can' t see what it' s all about. | |
Read the news, read the newspapers, baby? | |
You just get out there in the street and check it out! | |
Guitar solo | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
I ain' t hanging round to fight it out. | |
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, | |
just not hang around to fight it out. | |
Well, I' m taking my wife and my people and nbsp??? | |
Well, just before I go, baby, nbsp???? , | |
firemans on the street, people all around, | |
Now, I guess it' s true, | |
I' d just like to strike a match for freedom myself, | |
I may be a white boy, but I can be bad, too. | |
Yes, it' s true now, yes, it' s true now. | |
Guitars, end | |
" Let it all burn! Let it all burn!" |