Lyric Death or Glory

(Strummer/Jones)

Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the
world
And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
Love n hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands
The hands that slap his kids around cause they don t understand

How death or glory becomes just another story
How 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 nun will later join the church

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