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