Interpret:

Clash, The

Album:

Cut the Crap

And so we say
We ain't got life
Don't want a cardboard cut-out
Don't want a plastic knife


Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down


There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand


And so we say
Have you no use
For eight million hands
And the power of youth


Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down


There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand


It's gonna be a burn out!


And so we say
We ain't diggin' no graves
We're diggin' a foundation
For a future to be made


Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down


There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand


It's gonna be a burn out!