The Clash - "London Calling" Albüm Şarkı Sözleri (1979)

 

Kentsel Bir Çöküşün ve Uyanışın Günlüğü: 1979’un Zamansız Başyapıtı

Bir dönemin ruhunu, toplumsal huzursuzluğu ve kişisel varoluş sancılarını tek bir çatı altında toplamayı başaran bu çalışma, müzik tarihinde özel bir yere sahiptir. 1979 yılında dinleyiciyle buluşan bu albüm, sadece bir dizi şarkıdan ibaret değildir; beton yığınları arasında sıkışmış bireyin, sistemin çarkları arasında ezilirken ortaya koyduğu bir başkaldırı ve arayış manifestosudur.

Albüm; distopik bir atmosferin, umutsuzlukla harmanlanmış kararlılığın ve ritmik bir kaotikliğin mükemmel bir birleşimidir. Şehir hayatının soğukluğu ile insanın iç dünyasındaki sıcak ve tutkulu isyan arasında gidip gelen bu eser, bugün hala dinleyicisini sorgulamaya iten derinlikli yapısıyla öne çıkıyor.

### [London Calling]

 * **Ana Tema:** Toplumsal kriz, kaçınılmaz değişim ve uyarı.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Albüme ismini veren bu parça, bir dönemin sonuna gelindiğine dair karanlık bir habercidir. Şehirde yaşanan karmaşa, yaklaşan tehditler ve yozlaşmış düzenin yarattığı huzursuzluk, merkezdeki ana figür olarak öne çıkar. Geleceğe dair duyulan kaygı, bir anons havasında, acil ve sarsıcı bir dille aktarılır. "Savaşla başa çıkacak zamanın olmaması" gibi vurgular, dış dünyadaki yıkımın kişisel alanları nasıl daralttığını gözler önüne serer.

### [Revolution Rock]

 * **Ana Tema:** Kaosun içinde müzikle sağlanan teselli.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Bu şarkı, dünyanın ne kadar kötüye giderse gitsin, müziğin birleştirici ve sağaltıcı gücüne duyulan inancı işler. Sert gerçekliklerin ortasında "yeni bir ritim" yaratma arzusu, karamsar bir ortamda hayatta kalma çabası olarak okunabilir. Müzik, toplumu uyandırmak ve yaşanan şoku hafifletmek için en temel araç olarak konumlandırılmıştır.

### [Rudie Can't Fail]

 * **Ana Tema:** Bireysellik ve sisteme karşı dik duruş.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Toplumun "normal" kabul ettiği kurallara, iş arayışlarına ve tekdüze yaşama karşı çıkışı temsil eder. Bir karakterin, beklentilere boyun eğmeyi reddetmesi ve kendi "havalı" dünyasında kalmayı seçmesi, pasif bir direniş örneğidir. "Rude and reckless" (kaba ve umursamaz) sıfatları, sistemin istediği uslu vatandaşa bir antitez olarak yükselir.

### [Spanish Bombs]

 * **Ana Tema:** Tarihsel hafıza, yıkım ve romantizm.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Şarkı, geçmişin hayaletleri ile bugünün acıları arasında köprü kurar. Uzak topraklardaki çatışmaların izleri, kişisel bir sevda ile harmanlanır. Tarihin kanlı sayfalarındaki acı, yıkılmış binalar ve sessizliğe gömülmüş kahramanlar üzerinden anlatılırken, dinleyiciyi olayların tam kalbine, bir DC 10 uçağının koltuğuna yerleştirir.

### [The Right Profile]

 * **Ana Tema:** Şöhretin bedeli ve yıkılan ikonlar.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Medyanın ve toplumun bir yıldızın parçalanışını seyretme biçimini eleştirel bir gözle ele alır. İnsanların dışarıdan "eğlenceli" veya "ilginç" bulduğu acı dolu bir hayatın, aslında nasıl bir yıkımla sonuçlandığını, ilaçların ve alkolün etkisi altındaki bir karakterin üzerinden detaylandırır. Bir yüzün (profilin) arkasındaki trajediyi çıplak bir dille sunar.

### [Lost In The Supermarket]

 * **Ana Tema:** Tüketim toplumunda yitirilen kimlik.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Modern insanın en büyük krizlerinden birini; aidiyetsizliği ve "garantili bir kişilik" satın alma çabasını anlatır. Süpermarket, sadece bir alışveriş alanı değil, bireyin ruhunun kaybolduğu bir labirenttir. Çocukluktan gelen yalnızlık duygusunun, yetişkinlikte tüketim nesneleriyle doldurulmaya çalışılması, şarkının temelindeki derin boşluğu oluşturur.

### [Clampdown]

 * **Ana Tema:** İşçi sınıfının baskılanması ve uyanış çağrısı.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Sistemin bireyi nasıl bir "makineye" dönüştürdüğünü ve "uysallaştırdığını" anlatan, albümün en politik ve enerjik parçalarından biridir. Gençliğin ideallerinin nasıl çalındığına, "mavi ve kahverengi" üniformalar içinde yok edildiğine dikkat çeker. "Fury" (öfke) duygusunun bir güç kaynağı olarak kullanılması gerektiği vurgusuyla, pasiflikten aktif bir başkaldırıya geçişi öğütler.

### [The Guns of Brixton]

 * **Ana Tema:** Adalet arayışı ve kaçınılmaz hesaplaşma.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Baskı altında kalan bireyin silahı (hem fiziksel hem de metaforik anlamda) eline almasının yarattığı gerilimi yansıtır. Kanunlar ve cezalar karşısında geri adım atmayan bir karakterin, kendi hayatta kalma oyunundaki duruşu merkezdedir. "Ezilebiliriz, yaralanabiliriz ama hesabını sorarız" mesajı, sistemin şiddetine karşı verilen en keskin cevaptır.

### [Wrong 'em Boyo]

 * **Ana Tema:** Ahlaki yozlaşma ve oyunun kuralları.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Bir halk anlatısı gibi kurgulanan bu şarkı, hileyle kazandığını düşünenlerin aslında ne kadar zavallı bir duruma düştüğünü anlatır. İnsanları ezerek, yalanla ve hileyle yükselmenin ahlaki bir çöküş olduğu; nihayetinde ise oyunun her zaman gerçeklerle yüzleşmeyi getireceği mesajı verilir.

### [Death Or Glory]

 * **Ana Tema:** Gerçeklik ile hayaller arasındaki çatışma.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Müzik piyasasındaki veya hayattaki "gimmick" (numara) peşinde koşanlarla, samimiyet arayışındaki insanların çatışmasını işler. Ölüm ve zaferin sadece birer "hikayeye" dönüştüğü dünyada, bu ikilemin ötesinde bir varoluşun mümkün olup olmadığını sorgular. "Bunu araştırmalarla test ettim" gibi ifadelerle, yaşanmışlıkların bilgeliğine atıfta bulunur.

### [Koka Kola]

 * **Ana Tema:** Reklam dünyasının sahteliği ve bağımlılıklar.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Reklamcılık sektörünün, insanın en temel zaaflarını (ihtiras, güç, bağımlılık) nasıl kendi lehine kullandığını hicveder. "Koke adds life" (Koke hayat katar) ironisi, ürün odaklı bir dünyada insanın kendi değerini nasıl yitirdiğini gösterir. Yüksek katlı ofislerden Broadway sokaklarına uzanan bir çöküşün panoramasıdır.

### [The Card Cheat]

 * **Ana Tema:** Günah, pişmanlık ve kaçınılmaz son.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Bir kumarbazın, kartları hileli kullanarak elde ettiği geçici zaferin trajik sonunu anlatır. Zamanın geçişi, yaşlılık ve ölüm karşısında hilenin ne kadar anlamsız olduğu vurgulanır. Kişinin kaderiyle yüzleştiği o son anda, yaptığı tüm hilelerin, elde ettiği tüm başarının silinip gittiği an çok çarpıcı bir biçimde betimlenir.

### [Lover's Rock]

 * **Ana Tema:** İlişkilerde sorumluluk ve samimiyet.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Aşkı sadece fiziksel bir eylem olarak değil, bir sorumluluk ve etik mesele olarak ele alır. İlişkilerdeki "hızlı tüketim" kültürünü, duygusal derinlik eksikliğini ve karşı tarafa duyulan saygının önemini sorgular. Şarkı, aşkın geçici bir heves değil, samimi bir paylaşım olması gerektiğini savunur.

### [Four Horsemen]

 * **Ana Tema:** Kader, kaçınılmazlık ve teslimiyetin eleştirisi.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Hayatın getirdiği zorluklara karşı pasif kalan, "sadece şikayet eden" bireye yönelik sert bir eleştiridir. Dört atlı metaforu, kaçınılmaz sonları temsil eder. Ancak bu atlılar gelip geçtiğinde, insanın yerinde sayması en büyük trajedidir. Kendi hayatının dizginlerini eline almayanların, sadece birer figüran olarak kalacağı gerçeğiyle yüzleştirir.

### [I'm Not Down]

 * **Ana Tema:** Dayanıklılık ve iyileşme gücü.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Albümün en umut dolu parçalarından biridir. Defalarca yenilgiye uğramış, dışlanmış ve kırılmış bir bireyin, tekrar ayağa kalkma iradesini kutlar. "Beat up" (dövüldüm) ve "not down" (yıkılmadım) arasındaki zıtlık, karakterin yıkılmaz direncini özetler. Her şeye rağmen, gökdelenler gibi kat kat yeniden inşa edilen bir hayatın hikayesidir.

### [Train In Vain]

 * **Ana Tema:** İhanet, hayal kırıklığı ve gerçeklerle yüzleşme.

 * **Lirik Analizi:** Albümün finaline yaklaşırken, romantik bir ihanetin ve verilen sözlerin tutulmamasının yarattığı boşluk işlenir. İlişkinin başında vaat edilenlerin, sonunda bir "yalan" olarak gün yüzüne çıkması, büyük bir hayal kırıklığıdır. Şarkı, bu boşluğu doldurmaya çalışan bireyin, sevginin eksikliğinde başka hiçbir materyal değerin (iş, para, kıyafet) bir anlam ifade etmediğini kabul edişidir.

The Clash - "London Calling" Albüm Şarkı Sözleri (1979)

"London Calling"

"Revolution Rock"

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

An' I'm so pilled up that I rattle

I have got the sharpeest knife, so I cut the biggest slice

But I have no time to do battle

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 Arl-right

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

And you poured your beer in me hat

With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation strete

And I ai't got no time for that

☆☆☆☆☆

"Revolution Rock"

Anything I want he gives it, but not for free

It's hateful

And it's paid for and I'm so grateful to be nowhere

This year I've lost some friends

Some friends? What friends?

I dunno, I ain't even noticed

You see, I gotta go out again

Again? My friend

I gotta see that mainman

[Chorus x2]

I killed all my nerves

My nerves? What swerves?

And I can't drive so steady

And already

I've lost my memory

My mind? Behind!

I can't see so clearly

[Chorus]

☆☆☆☆☆

"Rudie Can't Fail"

Sing, Michael, sing-on the route of the 19 Bus

Hear them sayin'

How you get a rude and a reckless?

Don't you be so crude and a feckless

You been drinking brew for breakfast

Rudie can't fail

So we reply

I know that my life make you nervous

But I tell you that I can't live in service

Like the doctor who was born for a purpose***

Rudie can't fail

I WENT TO THE MARKET TO REALISE MY SOUL

'CAUSE WHAT I NEED I JUST DON'T HAVE

FIRST THEY CURSE, THEN THEY PRESS ME TILL I HURT

WE SAY RUDIE CAN'T FAIL

We hear them sayin'

Now first you must cure your temper

Then you find a job in the paper

You need someone for a saviour

Oh, Rudie can't fail

We reply

Now we get a rude and a reckless

We been seen lookin' cool an' a speckless

We been drinking brew for breakfast

So Rudie can't fail

Okay!

So where you wanna go today?

Hey boss man!

You're looking pretty smart

In your chicken skin suit

You think you're pretty hot

In your pork pie hat

But...Rudie can't fail

Look out, look out...

Sky juice!...10 cents a bottle!

[*DOCTOR ALIMANTADO]

☆☆☆☆☆

"Spanish Bombs"

Spanish songs in Andalucia

The shooting sites in the days of '39

Oh, please, leave the ventana open

Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone

Bullet holes in the cemetery walls

The black cars of the Guardia Civil

Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica

I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight

[Chorus]

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

yo te acuerda oh mi corazón

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

yo te acuerda oh mi corazón

Spanish weeks in my disco casino

The freedom fighters died upon the hill

They sang the red flag

They wore the black one

But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill

Back home the buses went up in flashes

The Irish tomb was drenched in blood

Spanish bombs shatter the hotels

My senorita's rose was nipped in the bud

[Chorus]

The hillsides ring with "Free the people"

Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?

With trenches full of poets

The ragged army, fixin' bayonets to fight the other line

Spanish bombs rock the province

I'm hearing music from another time

Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava

I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight

[Chorus]

Spanish songs in Andalucia, Mandolina, oh mi corazon

Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazon

☆☆☆☆☆

"The Right Profile"

Say, where did I see this guy?

In Red River?

Or a place in the sun?

Maybe the Misfits?

Or From Here to Eternity?

Everybody say, "Is he all right?"

And everybody say, "What's he like?"

Everybody say, "He sure look funny."

That's...Montgomery Clift, honey!

New York, New York, New York, 42nd Street

Hustlers rustle and pimps pimp the beat

Monty Clift is recognized at dawn

He ain't got no shoes and his clothes are torn

I see a car smashed at night

Cut the applause and dim the light

Monty's face is broken on a wheel

Is he alive? Can he still feel?

Nembutol numbs it all

But I prefer alcohol

He said go out and get me my old movie stills

Go out and get me another roll of pills

There I go again shaking, but I ain't got the chills

ARRRGHHHGORRA BUH BHUH DO ARRRRGGGGHHHHNNNN!!!!

☆☆☆☆☆

"Lost In The Supermarket"

[Chorus]

I'm all lost in the supermarket

I can no longer shop happily

I came in here for that special offer

A guaranteed personality

I wasn't born so much as I fell out

Nobody seemed to notice me

We had a hedge back home in the suburbs

Over which I never could see

I heard the people who lived on the ceiling

Scream and fight most scarily

Hearing that noise was my first ever feeling

That's how it's been all around me

[Chorus]

I'm all tuned in, I see all the programmes

I save coupons from packets of tea

I've got my giant hit discoteque album

I empty a bottle and I feel a bit free

The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls

Make me noises for company

Long distance callers make long distance calls

And the silence makes me lonely

[Chorus]

And it's not here

It disappeared

I'm all lost

☆☆☆☆☆

"Clampdown"

Hey, hey!

Ooh!

The kingdom is ransacked

the jewels all taken back

and the chopper descends

they're hidden in the back

with a message on a half-baked tape

with the spool going round

saying I'm back here in this place

and I could cry

and there's smoke you could click on

What are we gonna do now?

Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?

'Cause they're working for the clampdown

They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!

When we're working for the clampdown

We will teach our twisted speech

To the young believers

We will train our blue-eyed men

To be young believers

The judge said five to ten, but I say double that again

I'm not working for the clampdown

No man born with a living soul

Can be working for the clampdown

Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall

How can you refuse it?

Let fury have the hour, anger can be power

D'you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling

Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming

Only a fool would think someone could save you

The men at the factory are old and cunning

You don't owe nothing, so boy get running

It's the best years of your life they want to steal

You grow up and you calm down

You're working for the clampdown

You start wearing the blue and brown

You're working for the clampdown

So you got someone to boss around

It makes you feel big now

You drift until you brutalize

You made your first kill now

In these days of evil presidentes

Working for the clampdown

But lately one or two has fully paid their due

For working for the clampdown

Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!

Working for the clampdown

Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!

Working for the clampdown

Yeah I'm working hard in Harrisburg

Working hard in Petersburg

Working for the clampdown

Working for the clampdown

Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong

Begging to be melted down

Gitalong, gitalong

(Work)

(Work)

(Work) And I've given away no secrets - ha!

(Work)

(Work)

(More work)

(More work)

(Work)

(Work)

(Work)

(Work)

Who's barmy now?

☆☆☆☆☆

"The Guns of Brixton"

When they kick at your front door

How you gonna come?

With your hands on your head

Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law break in

How you gonna go?

Shot down on the pavement

Or waiting on death row

You can crush us

You can bruise us

But you'll have to answer to

Oh, the guns of Brixton

The money feels good

And your life you like it well

But surely your time will come

As in heaven, as in hell

You see, he feels like Ivan

Born under the Brixton sun

His game is called survivin'

At the end of the harder they come

You know it means no mercy

They caught him with a gun

No need for the Black Maria

Goodbye to the Brixton sun

You can crush us

You can bruise us

Yes, even shoot us

But oh-the guns of Brixton

When they kick at your front door

How you gonna come?

With your hands on your head

Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us

You can bruise us

Yes, even shoot us

But oh-the guns of Brixton

Shot down on the pavement

Waiting in death row

His game is called survivin'

As in heaven as in hell

You can crush us

You can bruise us

But you'll have to answer to

Oh, the guns of Brixton

☆☆☆☆☆

"Wrong 'em Boyo"

Stagger Lee met Billy and they go down to gambling

Stagger Lee throwed seven

Billy said that he throwed eight

So Billy said, hey Stagger! I'm gonna make my big attack

I'm gonna have to leave my knife in your back

Why do you try to cheat?

And trample people under your feet

Don't you know it is wrong?

To cheat the trying man

So you better stop, it is the wrong 'em boyo

You lie, steal, cheat and deceit

In such a small, small game

Don't you know it is wrong

Billy Boy has been shot

And Stagger Lee's come out on top

Don't you know it is wrong

To cheat the trying man

To cheat Stagger man

You'd better stop

So you must start all over again-all over again

You got to play it, Billy, play, you got to play it, Billy, play

And you will find it is the right 'em boyo

But if you must lie and deceit

And trample people under your feet

Don't you know it is wrong

It is the wrong 'em boyo

☆☆☆☆☆

"Death Or Glory"

Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world

Ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl

Love 'n hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands

Hands that slap his kids around, 'cause they don't understand how

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Death or glory, becomes just another story

'N every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n roll

Grabs the mic to tell us he'll die before he's sold

But I believe in this and it's been tested by research

He, who fucks nuns, will later join the church

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Fear in the gun-sights

They say lie low

You say ok

Don't wanna play the show

Now all you're thinking

"Was it death or glory now?"

Playing the blues of kings

Sure looks better now

Death or glory, just another story?

Death or glory, just another story?

From every dingy basement, on every dingy street

Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat

It's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on

If you've been trying for years, we 'ready heard your song

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Death or glory, just another story?

We gonna march, a long way

Fight, a long time

We got to travel, over mountains

Got to travel, over seas

We gonna fight, your brother

We gonna fight, 'til you lose

We gonna raise, trouble

We gonna raise, hell

We gonna fight, your brother

Raise, hell

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Death or glory, becomes just another story

Death or glory, just another story?

Death or glory, becomes just another story

☆☆☆☆☆

"Koka Kola"

Elevator! Going up!

In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor

The money can be made if you really want some more

Executive decision-a clinical precision

Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision

I get good advice from the advertising world

Treat me nice says the party girl

Koke adds life where there isn't any

So freeze, man, freeze

It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power

When top men need a top up long before the happy hour

Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot

You won't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet!

I get my advice from the advertising world

Treat me nice says the party girl

Koke adds life where there isn't any

So freeze, man, freeze

Koka Kola advertising and kokaine

Strolling down the Broadway in the rain

Neon light sign says it

I read it in the paper-they're crazy!

Suit your life, maybe so

In the White House-I know

All Over Berlin (they've been doing it for years)

And in Manhattan!

Coming through the door is a snub nose 44

What the barrel can't snort it can spatter on the floor

Your eyeballs feel like pinballs

And your tongue feels like a fish

You're leaping from the windows-saying don't

Ayaiiiiirrrghhh! *@!!*@!!*!

Don't give me none of this!

I get good advice from the advertising world

Treat me nice says the party girl

Koke adds life where there isn't any

So freeze, man, freeze

Hit the deck!

☆☆☆☆☆

The Card Cheat"

There's a solitary man crying, "Hold me."

It's only because he's a-lonely

If the keeper of time runs slowly

He won't be alive for long!

If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned

With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve?

It means nothing!

To the opium den and the barroom gin

In the Belmont chair playing violins

The gambler's face cracks into a grin

As he lays down the king of spades

But the dealer just stares

There's something wrong here, he thinks

The gambler is seized and forced to his knees

And shot dead

He only wanted more time

Away from the darkest door

But his luck it gave in

As the dawn light crept in

And he lay on the floor

From the Hundred Year War to the Crimea

With a lance and a musket and a Roman spear

To all of the men who have stood with no fear

In the service of the King

Before you met your fate be sure you

Did not forsake your lover

May not be around anymore

☆☆☆☆☆

"Lover's Rock"

Yeh, you must treat your lover girl right

If you wanna make lover's rock

You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock

'Cause everybody knows it's a crying shame

But nobody knows the poor babie's name

When she forgot that thing that she had to swallow

You Western man, you're free with your seed

When you make lovers rock

But woops! there goes the strength that you need

To make real cool lovers rock

'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes

And he can make a lover in a thousand go's

An' she don't need that thing that she had to swallow

☆☆☆☆☆

"Four Horsemen"

Well they were given the grapes that go ripe in the sun

That loosen the screws at the back of the tongue

But they told no one where they had begun-four horsemen

They were given all the foods of vanity

And all the instant promises of immortality

But they bit the dust screamin' insanity!-four horsemen

One was over the edge, one was over the cliff

One was lickin' em dry with a bloody great spliff

When they picked up the hiker he didn't want the lift

From the horsemen

But you!

You're not searching, are you now?

You're not looking anyhow

You're never gonna ride that lonely mile

Or put yourself up on trial

Oh, you told me how your life was so bad

An' I agree that it does seem sad

But that's the price that you gotta pay

If you're lazing all around all day

Four horsemen coming right through

Four horsemen and they're pissing by you

They make you look like you're wearing a truss

Four horsemen and it's gonna be us

Well they gave us everything for bending the mind

And we cleaned out their pockets and we drank 'em blind

It's a long way to the finish so don't get left behind

By those horsemen

And they gave us the grapes that went ripe in the sun

That loosen the scews at the back of the tongue

But we still told nothing 'bout what was to come

Four horsemen

☆☆☆☆☆

"I'm Not Down"

If it's true that a rich man leads a sad life

N' that's what they from day to day

Then what do all the poor do with their lives?

On judgment day with nothing to say?

[Chorus:]

I've been beat up, I've been thrown

Out but I'm not down, I'm not down

I've been shown up, but I've grown up

And I'm not down, I'm not down

On my own I faced a gang of jeering in strange streets

When my nerves were pumping and I

Fought my fear in, I did not run

I was not done

[Chorus]

And I have lived that kind of day

When one of your sorrows will go away

It goes down and down and hit the floor

Down and down and down some more

Depression

But I know there'll be some way

When I can swing everything back my way

Like skyscrapers rising up

Floor by floor, I'm not giving up

So you rock around and think that

You're the toughest

In the world, the whole wide world

But you're streets away from where

It gets the roughest

You ain't been there

[Chorus]

I'm not down [x7]

☆☆☆☆☆

"Revolution Rock"

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

An' I'm so pilled up that I rattle

I have got the sharpeest knife, so I cut the biggest slice

But I have no time to do battle

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 Arl-right

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

And you poured your beer in me hat

With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation strete

And I ai't got no time for that

☆☆☆☆☆

"Train In Vain"

Say you stand by your man

Tell me something I don't understand

You said you love me and that's a fact

Then you left me, said you felt trapped

Well some things you can explain away

But my heartache's in me till this day

[Chorus]

Did you stand by me

No, not at all

Did you stand by me

No way

All the times

When we were close

I'll remember these things the most

I see all my dreams come tumbling down

I won't be happy without you around

So all alone I keep the wolves at bay

There is only one thing that I can say

[Chorus]

You must explain why this must be

Did you lie when you spoke to me

Did you stand by me

No, not at all

Now I got a job

But it don't pay

I need new clothes

I need somewhere to stay

But without all these things I can do

But without your love I won't make it through

But you don't understand my point of view

I suppose there's nothing I can do

[Chorus]

You must explain why this must be

Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me

Did you stand by me

No, not at all

Did you stand by me

No way

Did you stand by me

No, not at all

Did you stand by me

No way