(Strummer/Rhodes)



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!