(StrummerRhodes)And so we sayWe ain't got lifeDon't want a cardboard cut-outDon't want a plastic knifeNow I know
, time can marchWith it's chargin' feetNow I know, words are only cheapIt's gonna be a burn outAll around this townThe Sou
th is upBut the North is downThere's gonna be a killin'Of a woman and a manTrying to feed that childWithout a coin in the
ir handAnd so we sayHave you no useFor eight million handsAnd the power of youthNow I know, time can marchWith it's cha
rgin' feetNow I know, words are only cheapIt's gonna be a burn outAll around this townThe South is upBut the North is down
There's gonna be a killin'Of a woman and a manTrying to feed that childWithout a coin in their handIt's gonna be a burn
out!And so we sayWe ain't diggin' no gravesWe're diggin' a foundationFor a future to be madeNow I know, time can marchW
ith it's chargin' feetNow I know, words are only cheapIt's gonna be a burn outAll around this townThe South is upBut the N
orth is downThere's gonna be a killin'Of a woman and a manTrying to feed that childWithout a coin in their handIt's gonn
a be a burn out!