We Are The Clash

 

Source: Uncut magazine: White Riot, Volume 2: A Tribute to The Clash (2003)

We Are The Clash

 

Punk rockers, hip-hoppers
Brit poppers, show stoppers
Beboppers, hair droppers
Are you ready to sing?

Right wing, left wing
I want something
To see me through the siege

Bout what do you think

But we ain't gonna be treated like trash
We got one thing
We are the Clash
We are the Clash
It's like a patch
You can steal the match

With my guitar now
It’s his last dance
I see them where they doin’ from
And the injuries stay

Beating on a drum
Did they tell them 'take it in'
Got the manners of a schoolin’
Where the fat boy blew

We ain't gonna be treated like trash
We got one thing
We are the Clash
It's like a patch
You can steal the match

 

We are the Clash
We are the Clash
We are the Clash

Home fires burnin'
In motorcycle city
The rockin' gods will choose
If I'm worthy to live

The first to next engine
In time for forty-six
There ain’t no more to do ya..
To imitate respect

 

We ain't gonna be treated like trash
We got one thing
We are the Clash
It's like a patch
You can steal the match

 

Beating on a drum
Are you ready to see

 

We are the Clash
We are the Clash
We are the Clash