Clash: Clampdown | Song-Factsheet


Song «Clampdown» von Clash.


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1979 12 14 (Album)
Label: Epic E 236328
Songwriter Mick Jones & Joe Strummer
Produktion: Guy Stevens
Genre: Rock - Punkrock - London-Punk


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Personen und Querverweise

Mick Jones
Joe Strummer
Guy Stevens


[Verse 1] (The kingdom is ransacked The jewels all taken back And the chopper descends They're hidden in the back With a message on a half-baked tape And the spool goes 'round Sayin' I'm back here in this place And I could cry And there's smoke you could click on) [Chorus] A'what are we gonna do now? Takin' off his turban, they said, "Is this man a Jew?" Workin' for the clampdown They put up a poster sayin' "We earn more than you!" We're workin' for the clampdown We will teach our twisted speech To the young believers We will train our blue-eyed men To be young believers [Post-Chorus] The judge said "Five to ten" but I say "Double that again" I'm not (workin' for the clampdown) No man born with a livin' soul Can be (workin' for the clampdown) Kick over the wall, 'cause governments to fall How can you refuse it? Let fury have the hour, anger can be power D'you know that you can use it? [Verse 2] The voices in your head are callin' Stop wasting your time, there's nothing comin' Only a fool would think someone could save you The men at the factory are old and cunning You don't owe nothin', so boy get running It's the best years of your life they want to steal [Chorus] But, you grow up and you calm down And you're (workin' for the clampdown) You start wearin' blue and brown And (workin' for the clampdown) So you got someone to boss around It makes ya' feel big now You drift until you brutalize Make your first kill now [Post-Chorus] In these days of evil presidentes (Workin' for the clampdown) But lately one or two has fully paid their dues For (workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along! (Workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along! (Workin' for the clampdown) [Bridge] Yeah I’m workin' hard in Harrisburg Workin' hard in Petersburg (Workin' for the clampdown) (Workin' for the clampdown) Ha! Get along! Get along Beggin' to be melted down (Get along, get along) Work Work And I ain't giving away no secrets – ha! Work More work More work Work Work Work Work [Outro] Who's barmy now?