| Clash lyrics | |
| / allen ginsberg lyrics | |
| / do the worm on the accropolis | |
| / slamdance the cosmopolis | |
| / enlighten the populace | |
| Hungry darkness of living | |
| Who will thirst in the pit? | |
| / hooked in metropolis | |
| She spent a lifetime deciding | |
| How to run from it | |
| / addicts of metropolis | |
| Once fate had a witness | |
| And the years seemed like friends | |
| / girlfriends | |
| Her babies can dream | |
| But dreams begin like the end | |
| / shot into eternity | |
| / methadone kitty | |
| / iron serenity | |
| Ghetto defendant | |
| It is heroin pity | |
| Not tear gas nor baton charge | |
| That stops you taking the city | |
| / strung out committee | |
| Walled out of the city | |
| Clubbed down from uptown | |
| Sprayed pest from the nest | |
| Run out to barrio town | |
| /the guards are itchy | |
| Forced to watch at the feast | |
| Then sweep up the night | |
| Flipped pieces of coin | |
| / broken bottles | |
| Exchanged for birthright | |
| / grafted in a jiffy | |
| / strung out committee | |
| / sitting pretty | |
| / graphed in a jiffy | |
| / no pity, pretty | |
| The ghetto prince of gutter poets | |
| Was bounced out of the room | |
| / jean arthur rimbaud | |
| By the bodyguards of greed | |
| For disturbing the tomb | |
| / 1873 | |
| His words like flamethrowers | |
| / paris commune | |
| Burnt the ghettos in their chests | |
| His face was painted whiter | |
| And he was laid to rest | |
| / died in marseille | |
| / buried in charleville | |
| / shut up | |
| Soap floods oil in water | |
| All churn in the wake | |
| On the great ship of progress | |
| The crew can't find the brake | |
| Klaxons are blaring | |
| The admiral snores command | |
| Submarines boil in oceans | |
| While the armies fight with suns |
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