Punk rockers, hip hoppers Pill poppers, showstoppers Be boppers, hair droppers Are you ready to sing? Right wing, left wing I want something To see me through the siege About what you think We ain't gonna be treated like trash We got one thing We are The Clash! What? We are The Clash! Louder! Let's strike a match, you can spill the gas! With my guitar now The Cuban's last dance I see them where they beat up on And the injuries stay Beating on your drum Did they tell them 'take it in' Got the nervous and confused When the fat boy blew We ain't gonna be treated like trash We got one thing We are The Clash! That's right We are The Clash! Let's strike a match, you can spill the gas! Gasoline! Home fires burnin' In motorcycle city The Rocking God will choose If I'm worthy to live (rock, rock, Clash city rockers!) The first to next engine In time for 46 And there ain't no more to do ya To give and take respect We ain't gonna be treated like trash We got one thing We are The Clash! Don't take no shit We are The Clash! Do you hear me? Let's strike a match, you can spill the gas!