The Clash Revolution Rock Lyrics:
(J. Edwards/D. Ray)

Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock

Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
An' I'm so pilled up that I rattle
I have got the sharpest knife, so
I cut the biggest slice
But I have no time to do battle

Hey!
Everybody smash up your seats and
rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma, tell your pa
everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Gonna be All-ri-right

Revolution rock, I am in a state of shock
So bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock

Careful how you slide, Clyde,
all you did was glide
And you poured your beer in me hat
With my good eye on the beat,
living on fixation street
And I ain't got no time for that

Hey!
Everybody smash up your seats and
rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma-ma, tell your pa
everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Gonna be All-ri-right

Revolution rock
Hey so get that cheese greater
going against the grain
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Presses into his...
Everybody!
Everybody smash up your seats and
rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up nations
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma-ma, yes tell your
pa-pa yes everything's gonna
be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
Gonna be All-ri-right

Revolution rock
To the coolest Mobsters in Kingtown
With the hardest eyes
And the coolest tongue

Is your heart made to rough?
That the blood must flow 'round the clock

Are you listening mobsters
Yay! All people crawl are gonna die
????? goes rolling by
Ti's food for thought mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I feel kind of thrown away
Are you loan shark?
The organ plays!
And they're dancing ot the brand new beet

This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma-ma-ma, tell your
pa-pa-pa everything's gonna
be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it
everything's gonna be All-ri-right

I say revolution rock

There's that old cheese greater
Rubbing me down
This must be the way out
Here's the cheap bit
Oola-oola-oola
Any song you want
(oola-oola-oola)
Playing requests now on the bandstand
(oola-oola-oola)
El Clash combo
(oola-oola-oola)
Pays fifteen dollars a day
Weddings, parties, anything
With Bongo Jazz a speciality
Lyrics: Revolution Rock, The Clash [end]