| (strummer/jones) | |
| We met when we were in school | |
| Never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools | |
| The teacher says we're dumb | |
| We're only having fun | |
| We piss on everyone | |
| In the classroom | |
| When we got thrown out i left without much fuss | |
| An' weekends we'd go dancing | |
| Down streatham on the bus | |
| You always made me laugh | |
| Got me in bad fights | |
| Play me pool all night | |
| Smokin' menthol | |
| I practised daily in my room | |
| You were down the crown planning your next move | |
| Go on a nicking 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 too tight? | |
| When you lot get out | |
| Were gonna hit the town | |
| We'll burn it fuckin' down | |
| To a cinder | |
| Cos years have passed and things have changed | |
| And i move anyway i wanna go | |
| I'll never forget the feeling i got | |
| When i heard that you'd got home | |
| An' i'll never forget the smile on my face | |
| 'cos i knew where you would be | |
| An' if you're in the crown tonight | |
| Have a drink on me | |
| But go easy...step lightly...stay free |