KNOW
YOUR RIGHTS
this is a public service announcement with guitar
know your rights all 3 of them i say number 1: you have the right not to
be killed murder is a crime! unless it was done by a policeman or aristocrat
number 2: you have the right to food money providing of course you don't
mind a little humiliation, investigation and if you cross your fingers
rehabilitation wang! young offenders! know your rights number 3: you have
the right to freeeee speech as long as you're not dumb enough to actually
try it. know your rights these are your rights all 3 of 'em it has been
suggested in some quarters that this is not enough! well..... get off the
streets get off the streets run you don't have a home to go to smush finally
then i will readd you your rights you have the right to remain silent you
are warned that anything you say can and will be taken down and used as
evidence against you listen to this run
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CAR JAMMING
tonight they're closing up the world n' sweeping
smoke from cigarettes and what is that funk multi-national anthem rocking
from a thousand king kong cassette decks then a shyboy from missouri boots
blown off in a '60s war riding aluminium crutches now he knows the welfare
kindness n' agent orange color blindness as we works from door to door
the violence in the carpets the mirror of his wife drives the slum-bum
dweller to grind his hunting knife in homesteads of cigar box-radios hive
like bees the body in the ice box has no date for freeeeeze chorus in a
car jam selling is what selling sells but only saints of the 7 avenues
can sell the hells fanning the drug afflicted leperizing acne once inisde
the executive he never leaves his home gorillas drag their victiims hyenas
try to sue snakes find grass in concrete there is no city zoo by ventilation
units where towers meet the streets the ragged stand in bags soaking heat
up through their feet this was the donly kindness and it was accidental
too chorus now shaking single engined planes traffik-king stereos from
cuba buzzed the holy zealot mass and drowned out missa luba and drowned
out missa luba i thought i saw lauren bacall i thought i saw lauren bacall
i swear hey fellas lauren bacall in a car jam yeah i don't believe it in
a car jam ah yeah positively absolutely chorus
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SHOULD
I STAY OR SHOULD I GO
darling you gotta let me know should i stay or
should i go? if you say that you are mine i'll be here 'til the end of
time so you got to let know should i stay or should i go? always tease
tease tease siempre - coqetiando y enganyando you're happy when i'm on
my knees me arrodilla y estas feliz one day is fine, next is black un dias
bien el otro negro so if you want me off your back al rededar en tu espalda
well come on and let me know me tienes que desir should i stay or should
i go? me debo ir o que darme should i stay or should i go now? should i
stay or should i go now? if i go there will be trouble an' if i stay it
will be double so come on and let me know this indecision's bugging me
esta undecision me molesta if you don't want me, set me free si no me quieres,
librame exactly who'm i'm supposed to be diga me que tengo ser don't you
know which clothes even fit me? ¿saves que robas me querda? come
on and let me know me tienes que desir should i cool it or should i blow?
¿me debo ir o quedarme? should i stay or should i go now? ¿yo
me frio o lo sophlo? if i go there will be trouble si me voi - va ver peligro
and if i stay it will be double si me quedo es doble so you gotta let me
know me tienes que decir should i stay or should i go? ¿yo me frio
o lo sophlo?
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ROCK THE CASBAH
now the king told the boogie men you have to let
that raga drop the oil down the desert way has been shakin' to the top
the shiek he drove his cadillac he went a' cruisnin' down the ville the
muezzin was a' standing on the radiator grille chorus the shareef don't
like it rockin' the casbah rock the casbah the shareef don't like it rockin'
the casbah rock the casbah by order of the prophet we ban that boogie sound
degenerate the faithful with that craazy casbah sound but the bedouin they
brought out the electric camel drum the local guitar picker got his guitar
picking thumb as soon as the shareef had cleared the square they began
to wail chorus now over at the temple oh! they really pack 'em in the in
crowd say it's cool to dig this chanting thing but as the wind changed
direction the temple band took five the crowd caught a wiff of that crazy
casbah jive chorus the king called up his jet fighters he said you better
eaarn your pay drop your bombs between the minarets down the casbah way
as soon as the shareef was chauffeured outta there the jet pilots tuned
to the cockpit radio blare as soon as the shareef was outta their hair
the jet pilots wailed chorus he thinks it's not kosher fundamentally he
can't take it. you know he really hates it.
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RED ANGEL DRAGNET
i come from a long way away and i know a fine
thing when i see it. see it for the same reason no-one ever pointed a telescope
at the sun talking about the red angels of new york city chorus who shot
the shot? who got shot tonite? not even 5 enforcement agencies can save
their own. never mind the people tonite it's raining on the angels of the
city did anyone prophesize these people? only travis come in travis "one
of these days i'm gonna get myself organized." "all the animals come out
at night. queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick venal. some day a real
rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets." "thank god for the
rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk. listen you screwheads: here is
a man who would not take it anymore. a man who stood up against the scum,
the filth. now i see clearly." personally i know the alley where jack feeds
on the birds of night not even bubbies on bicycles 2x2 can stop the blood
and feathers flying waring overalls and for once and for all what is the
dream? i'll tell it to live like they do in the movies san juan you listening?
yeah i bet you are hands up for hollywood hooray i hear you snappy on the
air hang in their wall to wall you saved the worled what else? you saved
the girl chmpagne on ice no stranger to alcatraz to boot or strip it down
chop it a little being reasonable just freedom to move to live for women
to take a walk in the park at midnite hey, but this is erious she can't
even get back home i come from a long way off and i know a lifegiver over
a lifetaker for the same reason no-one ever pointed a gun at a policeman
talking about the red angels of new york city yeah
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STRAIGHT TO HELL
if you can play on the fiddle how's about a british
jig and reel? speaking king's english in quotation as railhead towns feel
the steel mills rust water froze in the generation clear as winter ice
this is your paradise there ain't no need for ya go straight to hell boys
y'wanna join in a chorus of the amerasian blues? when it's christmas out
in ho chi minh city kiddie say poppa poppa poppa poppa san take me home
see me got photo photo photograph of you mamma mamma mamma-san of you and
mamma mamma mamma-san lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid. it ain't
coca-cola it's rice. straight to hell oh poppa-san please take me home
oh poppa-san everybody they wanna go home so mamma-san says you wanna play
mindcrazed banjo on the druggy+drag ragtime u.s.a.? in parkland international
hah! junkiedom u.s.a. where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
and rat poison the volatile molatov says- go straight to hell can you really
cough it up loud and strong the immigrants they wanna sing all night long
it could be anywhere most likely could be any frontier any hemisphere no
man's land and there ain't no asylum here king solomon he never lived round
here go straight to hell boys
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OVERPOWERED BY
FUNK
if you ain't reggae for it..funk out! no-one knocking
at your door? overpowered by funk? funk out! combatative, repetitive don't
life just funk you out? asanine, stupifying can the clone line dry you
out? part of the swarming mass? funk out! slugged by the new increase?
scared of the human bomb? overpowered by funk? funk out! buy dog food rogue
elephants tarzan on a ticker tape breakfast, serials? you know you can't
escape overpowered by funk don't you love our western ways? car crashed
by funk don't you love our western ways? benny goodman, trial by jury a
phone box-full of books dustcarts and sunrise no-one gets off the hooks
car crashed... food for the hungry millions? funk out! home for the floating
people? skin for the napalm victim? overdrunk on power funk out! the final
game will be solitaire overdrunk on power...funk out picture frame, tickets
here for the graffiti train people at home show you care don't try fry
me in your shockin' chairs funkpower over and out this is a message from
futura don't prophisize the future i liven up the culture because i'm deadly
as a vulture i paint on civilization it's environmentally wack so presenting
my attack i'll brighten up your shack i'm down by law that's a fact just
give me a wall. any building dull or tall i spray clandestine night subway
i cover red purple on top of grey hey, no slashing cuz it ain't the way
the t.a. blew 40 mil they say we thew down by night they scrubbed it off
by day ok tourists
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ATOM TAN
now the corporations stopped! stopped pushing
fast food been a multiple shooting downtown at the bank reluctantly the
panic begins to catch fire but it did not affect the steady sale of jun
the state office looked it looked like hollywood with make-up bleeding
all over the cracks wo he blew his lines facing the cameras he suffered
the first chorus all live heart attack oh you've caught an even atom tan
the motor-cyanide cyanide suicide he finally found the brick wall in his
life shining up his engine he dressed right up for it at the top of the
speedo he crumpled the bike there's plenty people runnin' runnin' for cover-
hoping at best to hold off al the rest once last stand at the bunker fire
machine gun and pitchfork and breast chorus but it isn't so easy so easy
for lovers chained in love stained at the top of the tower the pink hearse
is leaving at funeral speed driving your heart away with the flowers all
night i waited i waited for a horseman his ever faithful his indian friend
i'm not the only one of the caped crusader fan club watching the sky for
mankind's friend chorus oh you've caught an even atom tan calamine
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SEAN FLYNN
you know he just heard the drums of war when the
past was a closing door the drums beat into the jungle floor chorus closing
door closing door rain on the leaves soldier sing you never hear anything
they filled the sky with a tropical storm. chorus you know he head the
drums of war each man knows what he's looking for
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GHETTO DEFENDANT
starved in magalopolis hooked on megalopolis addict
of metropolis do the worm on metropolis slam dance cosmopolis enlighten
the populace hungry darkness of living who will thirst in the pit? she
spent a life-time deciding how to run from it once fate had a witness and
the years seemed like friends her babies can dream but dreams begin like
the end chorus ghetto defendant it is heroin pity not tear gas nor baton
charge that stops you taking the city walled out of the city clubbed down
from uptown sprayed pest fromhe nest run out of barrio town forced to watch
at the feast then sweep up the night flipped pieces of coin exchanged for
birthright chorus the ghetto prince of gutter poets was bounced out of
the room by the bodyguards of greed for disturbing the tomb his words like
flamethrowers burnt the ghettos in their chests his face was painted whiter
and he was laid to rest chorus soap floods oil in water all churnin' the
wake and on the great ship of progress the crew can't find the break klaxons
are blaring the admiral snores command submarines boil in oceans while
the armies fight with suns chorus iron serenity shot into eternity strung
out committee the senator is witty the guards are itchy guatemala, honduras,
poland, 100 years war tv re-runningvision, death squad, salvador afghanistan
mediation, old chinese flu kick junk, what else can a poor worker do?
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INOCULATED CITY
the soldier boy for his soliders pay obeys theeargent
at arms whatever he says the seargent will for his seargent's pay obeythe
general order of the battle play the generals bow to the government obey
the charge you must not relent what of the neighbors and the prophets in
bars? what are they saying in the publiz bazaar? we are tired of the tune
you must not relent at every stroke of the bell in the tower there goes
another boy from another side the bulletins that steady come in say those
familiar words at the top of the hour the jamming city increases its hum
and those terrible words continue to come through bras music of government
hear those guns tattoo a roll on the drums no-one mentions the neighboring
war no one knows what they're fighting for we are tired of the tune you
must not relent
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DEATH IS A STAR
and i was gripped by that deadly phantom i followed
him through hard jungles as he stalked through the back lots strangling
through the night shades the thief of life moved onwards and outwards to
love in a one stop only motel a storm bangs on the cheapest room the phantom
slips in to spill blood even on the sweetest honeymoon the killer of love
caught the last late niagara bus by chance or escaping from misery bu suddeness
or in answer to pain smoking in the dark cinema you could see the bad go
down again and the clouds are high in spanish mountains and a ford roars
through the night full of rain. the killer's blood flows but he loads his
gun again make a grown man cry like a girl to see the guns dying at sunset
in vain lovers claimed but they never had met.
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