Paroles & musiques : The Clash 


Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world 

And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl 

Love 'n' hate hate tattoed across the knuckles of his hands 

The hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand. 


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 Mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold 

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

That he who fucks nuns will later join the church. 


Death or glory becomes just another story 

Death or glory becomes just another story 


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 


Death or glory becomes just another story 

Death or glory becomes just another story 



From every dingy basement on every dingy street 

I hear every dragging handclap over every dragging beat 

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

If you been trying for years, then we already heard your song. 


Death or glory becomes just another story 

Death or glory becomes just another story