The Clash - Ghetto Defendant

Starved in Metropolis Hooked on Necropolis Addict of Metropolis Do the worm on Accropolis Slam dance Cosmopolis Enlighten the populace Hungry darkness of living Who will thirst in the pit? She spent a life-time deciding How to run from it Once fate had a witness And the years seemed like friends Her babies can dream But dreams begin like the end CHORUS Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity Not tear gas nor baton charge That stops you taking the city Walled out of the city Clubbed down from uptown Sprayed pest fromhe nest Run out of barrio town Forced to watch at the feast Then sweep up the night Flipped pieces of coin Exchanged for birthright CHORUS The ghetto prince of gutter poets Was bounced out of the room By the bodyguards of greed For disturbing the tomb His words like flamethrowers Burnt the ghettos in their chests His face was painted whiter And he was laid to rest CHORUS Soap floods oil in water All churnin' the wake And on the great ship of progress The crew can't find the break Klaxons are blaring The admiral snores command Submarines boil in oceans while The armies fight with suns CHORUS Iron serenity Shot into eternity Strung out committee The senator is witty The guards are itchy Guatemala, Honduras, Poland, 100 Years War TV re-runningvision, death squad, Salvador Afghanistan mediation, old Chinese flu Kick junk, what else can a poor worker do?