The Clash:Revolution Rock

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“Revolution Rock”
Artist: The Clash
Albums: London Calling (1979)
Composers: Edwards/Ray


Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock

Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
And I'm so pilled up that I rattle
I have got the sharpeest knife, so I cut the biggest slice
I got no time to do battle

Hey
Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma, tell your pa everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Gonna be arlright

Revolution rock, I am in a state of shock
So bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock

Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide
You poured your beer in me hat
With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street
I ain't got no time for that

Hey
Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your mama, tell your pa everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Gonna be arlright

Revolution rock
Hey so get that cheese greater going against the grain
Wearing new gown
Presses into his
Everybody!

Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nations
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your mama, yes tell your papa everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don’t ignore it
Gonna be alright

Revolution rock
To the coolest Mobsters in Kingtown
With the hardest eyes
And the coolest tongue

Is your heart made to rough?
That the blood must flow ‘round the clock

Are you listening mobsters
Yay! All people crawl are gonna die
Walking goes rolling by
Tis food for thought mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I feel kind of thrown away

Are you loan shark?

The organ play!
And they’re dancing ot the brand new beet

This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma-ma-ma, tell your pa-pa-pa everything's will be alright
Can't you feel it? Don’t ignore it
Everything’s gonna be Alright

I say revolution rock

There’s that old cheese greater
Rubbing me down
This must be the way out

Here’s the cheap bit

Oola-oola-oola
Any song you want
(oola-oola-oola)
Playing requests now on the bandstand
(oola-oola-oola)
El Clash combo
(oola-oola-oola)
Pays fifteen dollars a day
Weddings, parties, anything
And Bongo Jazz a speciality