death or glory

the clash $arkısıdır..

now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
and ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
love and 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

now every gimmick-hungry boy digging gold from rock-n-roll
grabs the mike to tell us he’ll die before he’s sold
but i believe in this and it’s been tested by research
he who ***s nuns will later join the church

see you in the gunsights you say hello
i say ok don’t wanna play the show
all you are thinking ’bout is death or glory now
playing the losers game, surely it’s better now

in 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 already heard your song

we’re gonna march a long way, we’re gonna travel a long time
we’re gonna travel over mountains, we’re gonna travel over seas
we’re gonna fight you brother, we’re gonna fight ’til you lose
we’re gonna raise trouble, we’re gonna raise hell
we’re gonna fight you brother, we’re gonna raise hell