Interpret:

Clash, The

Album:

Give 'Em Enough Rope

We met when we were at school.
Never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools.
The teacher says were dumb.
Were only having fun.
You know we piss off everyone
In the class room.


When we got thrown out and left without much fuss.
And weekends we'd go dancing down the strip.
On the bus.
You always made me laugh.
Got me in bad fights.
Play me pool all night.
Smoking menthol.


I practice daily in my room.
You were down the crowd planning your next move.
Go on a nikking spree.
Hit the wrong guy.
Each of you get three, years in brixton.


I did my very best to write.
How was butlins were the screws to tight?
When you lot get out.
Were gonna hit the town.
We'll burn it fucking down.
To a cinder.


Cause' years have passed and things have changed.
Im moving anywere I wanna go.
And I'll never forget the feeling I got when I herd that you got home.
And I'll never forget the smile on my face cause' I knew were you would be.
And if your in the crowd tonight then have a drink on me.
Go easy.
Step lightly.
Stay free.