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Gangsterville - Joe Strummer Lyrics




Now's the time your visions and your shreds

Turned out to be the cheap imported threads

The flag reeled out in a cotton kite

Flying miles above the wheatlands in a single stripe

The Revolution came and the Revolution went

The chemical rain left the message on the tent

Wanted: one man to lead a crusade

Payment: a bullet on a big parade



Down in Gangsterville

Where any sane people already crawled under the house

Yeah Gangsterville--the television is always thinking about

Real people--especially when it's hungry



Final decisions are made by the club

And implemented by the shadow of a glove

And sitting in a coffeehouse reading words

We got popcorn salesmen for protection from the world

Went through extensive preparations

I learned all about the other nations

When freedom was defined as a word in a book

I learned if you're plugged into something then baby you're hooked



Into Gangsterville

I searched for a rose or some sweet juice of water

Gangsterville--people are giving

A black lady sobbed on a step--God bless the little born



On the other hand, sitting next to a evil crew

They just got down from floor eighty-two

Been selling Indian reservations

Coming in looking for some jazz and a little libations

I like the same kind of beer

I gotta get right out of here

I'm going to New Orleans--gonna buy me a prayer

Gonna call somebody from a call box there



Hell this is Gangsterville

Bring your money to the shore

No automatic weapons on the jetty

Oh Gangsterville--electro shields on the phalanx

Club the Mayor in the streets--it's a chewable fecie



My kind, we are the worst kind

Got enough shrinks working on us

To defy paralysis, identify analysis

Just wanna hold my carburettor bible

Snapping to attention--eyes on the horizon

Keep your filter clean--wipe the oil from your dreams

Keep our hopes pinned to the Southern Cross

You got to believe in something or you feel a sense of loss



Down in Gangsterville

Pelicans dying strangling on a six can strap

Gansterville shut off all the power burn out all the gasoline

Stop writing things on screens.


Gangsterville lyrics !!!