NO. 10 UPPING STREET The Lyrics
C`MON EVERY BEATBOX (Jones/Letts)
"Sit tight and listen keenly while I`ll play for you a brand new musical biscuit"
There`s been a brainwave at the radio station
Old idea from the woodstock generation
Calling all the kids from across the nation
In some it brings out love in others termination
Love and unity
Don`t worry bout the power we got a generator
And publicity
Batteries for rent you can pay us later
Get your digital watches in synchronization
Producer of the shows got a selfish motivation
It`s the place to be and we got a location
Another gold disc for an album compilation
Bring the family
Everybodys` welcome there will be no discrimination
Take a tip from me
In case there`s a problem bring identification
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!
Watch me
I got it
Watch me
So the holy smokes are coming we got a confirmation
Centre of the city been a major transformation
Gandhi got a shock and he took a vacation
Check the wild life it`s a real fascination
Hope they stay in line
Raiders Possè British born but still they`re Jamaican
Dailing 999
Salt `n pepper people stirred not shaken
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
C`mon every beatbox let`s party and how
C`mon every beatbox let`s party right now
Party right now!
"Hold it right there"
"The white man left me nothing out here but the underworld
and that`s were I dance, where do you dance?"
The knights of Saint George dressed for aggrovation
Heard about the party and they sent a delegation
The bulldog crew don`t need no provocation
Got a strange idea about the country`s liberation
B.A.D. and little Sipho
Help keep the peace don`t need no lawbreaker
No one can stop the show
The promotor didn`t book no undertaker
C`mon every beatbox in the place to be
C`mon every beatbox we got a ramellzee
BEYOND THE PALE (Strummer/Jones)
If you don`t know where I come from
You better stear clear of my trail
From the dark side of London
And that`s way beyond the pale
My grandpa came from Russia
Stowed away hidden in some bales
And he took my grandma dancing
To the air raid sirens hail
Saint George used his sword
On the immigrant poor
`Cos he can`t kill no dragon
If I was in those shoes
I`d say Soweto`s gonna happen here too
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...
Crossing all the borders
Through the smoke of war and rain
Papers out of order
On a military train
A coat a bag a baby
Status: refugee
These are the people of my family
Don`t anybody know that
This city was made
Of immigrant blood and money
If I was in those shoes
A blackshirt with the playboy blues
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...
Now there`s a rocker in Vladivostok
Got every side by Jerry Lee
But for accidents of disorder
That guy could well be me
I want everybody to know this
I want everyone to hear
Immigration built the nation
You got a bloodclaat standing here
Saint George used his sword
On the immigrant poor
`Cos he can`t kill no dragon
If I was in those shoes
I`d say Soweto`s gonna happen here too
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...
Don`t anybody know that
The city was made
Of immigrant blood and money
If I was in those shoes
A blackshirt with the playboy blues
I gotta get a message through
Tell everybody the news
And with the winter coming...
LIMBO THE LAW (Strummer/Jones/Donovan)
Down the Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Down the Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Freedom Town or Mariel
Out the frying pan straight to Hell
In the papers shadows on the screen
Itchy finger trigger easy teens
Take you off just for fun
Sweet sixteen magazine and gun
Surfboard on the new crime wave
Playground street corner and grave
Jungles jangle the intersection rock
The wind could blow these boys off the block
Up crosstown junction where the cops don`t stop
The heavy crew hangs out at the coffee shop
The beats are fresh they`re feeling fine
Ex army automatic blasted down the line
Go down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Learned to speak from a gangster reel
Watch `em murder rob and dope deal
Rap music makes you wanna shout
Kicking it live at the carryout
Colombians and ye oh think they got it made
Chopping `em out with a chainsaw blade
Go down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Mama say don`t come here no more
Ice cool killers copy what they see
Welfare cherve lottery fantasy
Uzi nine millimeter speak
High tide leaves clean money on the beach
Society needs boys like this
Liberal minds sleep with ease
When the shooting starts turn a blind eye
Adios to another bad guy
Go down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Since they ain`t got no room in the county hole
Gonna get wild make like rock `n roll
Down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
Down to Limbo
Limbo the law
Your mama says to tell you don`t come here no more
SAMBADROME (Jones/Letts)
Stamp your feet and rock your hips
King Bandit has returned
Shoot out helicopter crash
Another six men burn
One in nine million
Loves to play football
Hijacked helicopter
Helped him scale the wall
Scipped the hill from rivals
Who preyed upon the poor
He don`t sell bananas
Wealthy visitors want to score
Reigns supreme
The cops say he`s no good
Selling drugs to feed the poor
To us he`s Robin Hood
Tourists have an appetite
For ganga and cocaine
He escaped just in time
Supply their needs again
Televised lust a traditional rite
The sound of music ricochets
For three long nights
Pact in the sun
Slum and skyscraper meet
Billion dollar penthouse
And people on the street
Pact in the sun
Shade by foreign debt
Amnesia in the Sambadrome
King bandits gonna sweat
Ring the bell our hero`s back
Our benefactor`s found
At the foot of the hill
The police stand their ground
Beer flows drums pound
Slum and skyscrapers meet
Revellers dance naked
And there`s bodies in the street
Pact in the sun
Slum and skyscraper meet
Billion dollar penthouse
And people on the street
Pact in the sun
Shade by foreign debt
Amnesia in the Sambadrome
King bandits gonna sweat
Three months of freedom
A fugitive from the law
Got to take him alive
Chè martyr no more
Bless the little children
With nylon football shorts
Fly their kites as warning
Their King is never caught
Socialised by compassion
Yeach crime`s his occupation
King bandit for president
Of the sambadrome nation
V. THIRTEEN (Strummer/Jones)
"Goodmorning Sodom and Gomorra
Goodmornig sinners
No that wasn`t your radio set on the blink again"
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Lotta rockheads on the block
Dougie died and Sue got frocked
If the stove is hot then I ain`t lost
And Rosa says my star is crossed
Little Jamie writes V. Thirteen
Comes in by the door goes out by screen
He don`t listen to me he knows everything
Girls on the avenue ask me to sing
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
The paper drags and folds me down
Like a paper cup I fly around
I`ve been eating food that ain`t been checked
And the Russian rain is beating down my neck
Screen blackout on the southern war
Cue talk breakdown on point forty four
There must be a place the preacher say "I guess"
But a drifter will tell you no place is best
Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today
Was a one off dirt jam when England came good
One night in a thousand they`ve played knock on wood
We used to go roamin` go roamin` around
When you don`t look for something it`s sure to be found
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Shout for all the people who have nothing to say
`Cos were only gone tomorrow and here today
Sodom and Gomorra
Let the DJ play
`Cos I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
Yes I`m only gone tomorrow and here today
"Sodom and Gomorra this is London gov."
TICKET (Strummer/Jones/Letts/Roberts)
Ticket bought a ticket
Flew in from J. A.
And we go ribbit
All year holiday
Home in the sun
Had to find work
So I came to England
Ticket that`s the ticket
Given the sack
We had to picket
Now we`re all on the dole
And ther`s lots of free time
Everybody is poor
They blame us for the crime
Ticket that`s the a ticket
Carry a purse
Someone`ll nick it
Ticket bought a ticket
Went to football
And see them kick it
In England the sport - Wembley
Has got a bad name
Violent support
Gonna ruin the game
Wicket we need a wicket
When summer come
They had cricket
Boham is cool
Selectors are spaced
Englands loosing again
W. G. Disgraced
Ticket that`s the ticket
Wee`d have too much speed
You have to pick it
Imported by sense
Sent in the mail
Beware of the dog
I got thrown into jail
Ticket I`ve got my ticket
Been giving you grief
Tell them to stick it
Tell them
Ticket
Tell them
Ticket that`s the ticket
Tell them......
HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD (Jones/Letts)
The Messiahs of the milk bar
Hellraisers to the end
Had a drop to many
In a toast to all their friends
Movie stars and writers
Are present a to z
Now these ain`t common people
They`re personalities
And they`ve all got a story
Tattle talk from Tinseltown
Some of them survivors
Others gone to ground
There`s Brendan B and Hunter T
Whats a poet got to say
Hunter`s looking for a story
About the IRA
Lenny isn`t laughing
He nearly lost his life
A transexual from the Transvaal
Slipped in as his wife
It`s a star studded scandal
So raise your glass my friend
The Messiahs of the milk bar
Hellraisers to the end
And they`ve all got a story
Tattle talk from Tinseltown
Some of them survivors
Others gone to ground
Bukowski wants to talk
But he`s had too much to drink
Threw up in the piano
`Cause he thought it was the sink
Little Richard and Sal Dali
Singing out of key
Both hallucinated
The Sandoz was for free
Osbornes at a party Colin Wilson`s on the line
Saying listen Johnny Baby
That catchphrase is mine"
Flynn and Reed in conversation
Reowned throughout the land
Used a calculator
Workout who`s the better man
Now Errols` got the looks
And Ollis` got the strenght
One is talking numbers
And the others` talking lenght
Fattys feeling frisky
Orders more champagne
Women run out screaming
"Oh no not again!"
And they`ve all got a story
Tattle talk from Tinseltown
Some of them survivors
Others gone to ground
It`s a star studded scandal
So raise your glass my friend
The Messiahs of the milk bar
Hellraisers to the end
The Messiahs of the milk bar
Hellraisers to the end
DIAL A HITMAN (Jones/Letts)
She`s bugging me again
Run to use the phone
Find and rent a hitman
From the twilight zone
It was good in the beginning
But wifes become a drag
Found me a solution
In Adventure Mag
Five grand as downpayment
It`s just a call away
Cheaper than some legal fee
And they do the job today
So if you got a problem
Pick up the telephone
For the guns and glory cowboys
From the twilight zone
At the Continental Club
There`s no extras for strip tease
We`re the gang that
Couldn`t shoot straight
But we aim to please
Viet vets and drifters
Shell shocked from the hill
At the Continental
Doc Savage pays the bill
Yah soldiers of fortune
But we`re not mental giants
But mister I must tell you
Neither are our clients
So if you got a problem
Pick up the telephone
For the guns and glory cowboys
From the twilight zone
At the Continental Club
There`s no extras for strip tease
We`re the gang that
Couldn`t shoot straight
But we aim to please
Did a job in Georgia
Money in advance
Fingers through the post
With a chilling nonchalanche
Seen some civil war now
For the cash we took their lives
Back here on the homestead
Rich on peoples wives
We`re eighties bounty hunters
With comical ineptitude
Modern cowboy cadres
Guns and glory dudes
So if you got a problem
Pick up the telephone
For the guns and glory cowboys
From the twilight zone
At the Continental Club
There`s no extras for strip tease
We`re the gang that
Couldn`t shoot straight
But we aim to please
SIGHTSEE M.C! (Strummer/Jones)
Here we buy some old English wreck
And we start it up for the girls to check
Its mugs night out at the old palais
And the girl wants a ride on a saturday
Its time for the hour for the drunks to shout
As the barman shoves the people out
The red light says come on down
And streetfights breakout all over town
It`s an English custom it`s ceremony
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
I `ve been in Pentonville I`ve been in Battersea
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
We got plenty of sixties slums
They said she jumped from floor twenty one
It`s empty now but it blocks out the sun
Used to be the shape of things to come
The children runnin`raggedy breaking the glass
Smashing the lights in the underpass
Gonna need no flag when they`re seventeen
For waiting at someone who looks like the Queen
I`ve been in Chinatown I`ve been in Embassy
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
Casino Dino and Roulette Len
All know my name and back again
This alley runs to the farm on the hill
Where the nights are wild and the petrol spill
Firestone Freddy and Molotov Jack
Their shadow goes but it soon come back
Striking sparks in floods of oil
No name no flag for mother soil
You can guarantee she`ll burn tonight
`Cos England keeps the household white
You know it ain`t safe it`s way too early or late
The Mets` gonna getcha down in Bishopsgate
I ain`t at number 10 I`m at number twenty three B
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
Take all the bed box people and the opera lights
London town is ours tonight
Well it`s over to you and bye from me
I`m your guide for the ride Sightsee M.C!
ICE COOL KILLER
(No ordinary lyrics, just a mix of different songs from the album.)
THE BIG V
(An instrumental version of V.THIRTEEN.)
BADROCK CITY
"Sit tight and listen keenly while I`ll play for you a brand new musical biscuit"
(The instrumental mix of C`MON EVERYBODY.)