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The Clash
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The Clash


The soldier boy for his soldier’s pay obeys
The sargent at arms whatever he says
The sargent will for his sargent pay obey
The captain till his dying day?
The captain will for his captain’s pay obey
The general order of a battle play?
The generals bow to the government obey
The charge you must not relent

What of the neighboors and the prophets in bars?
What are they saying in the public 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
These familiar words at the top of the hour

The jamming city increases its hum
And those terrible words continue to come

Through brass music of government
Hear this guns tattoo a roll on the drums

No one mentions the neighbooring war
No one knows what they’re fighting for
We are tired of the tune you must not relent



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