Thoughts On The Dead

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What Are We Gonna Do Now?

Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
‘Cause they’re working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we’re working for the clampdown
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers

The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again
I’m not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall ’cause government’s to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D’you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there’s nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don’t owe nothing, so boy get runnin’
It’s the best years of your life they want to steal

You grow up and you calm down
You’re working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown
You’re working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
Make your first kill now

In these days of evil Presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown)
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown)

Yeah I’m working in Harrisburg
Working hard in Petersburg (working for the clampdown, working for the clampdown)
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Beggin’ to be melted down

And I’ll give away no secrets

Joe Strummer. Our only decent teacher?

Democracy Is For Ancient Greeks

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Raise a glass to Saint Joe Strummer. Glad you didn’t have to see this bullshit, Joe.

A Riot Of Our Own

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Taking over or taking orders?

I Wanna Riot

No one ever wins in a Clash song: their point is the inherent worthiness of the fight. The beauty in the loss. Time wins every time, Joe and Mick tell us, and we will be lied to along the way. You can fight the law all you want, but the law is gonna win.

Eventually, anyway. You’re just a man, and you’ll be outlasted.

But you can still say “no.” You can still shout “Fuck you” until your throat shreds. You can still build a wall out of cannonballs and middle fingers and assorted teenage rebellions. You can still wag your cock at the cops and the banks and the boss and the teacher and all those corrupt grownups.

Piss on them all, turn up your guitar, start a band. Fuck this sterile world we’ve made and long live Joe fucking Strummer.

 

Raise A Glass To Saint Joe Strummer

It’s either death or glory on this sleepy Tuesday: make your choice. Take today by the scruff of the neck, let it know who’s in charge.

Just remember karma, Enthusiasts. Just remember that he who fucks nuns will surely join the church.

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