Text: The Clash. Ghetto Defendant.

Starved in metropolis
Hooked in nicrapolis
Addict of metropolis
Do the worm on the Accropolis
Slamdance the cosmopolis
Enlighten the populace

Hungry darkness of living who will thirst in the pit?
(Hooked in metropolis)
She spent a lifetime deciding, how to run from it
(Addicts of metropolis)
Once fate had a witness and the years seemed like friends
(Girlfriends)
Now her girl has a dream, but it begins like the end
(Shot into eternity)
(Methadone kitty)
(Iron serenity)

Ghetto defendant, it is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city

(Strung out committee)
Walled out of the city clubbed down from uptown
Sprayed pest from the nest, run out to Barrio town
(The guards are itchy)
Forced to watch at the feast, then sweep up the night
Flipped pieces of coin
(Broken bottles)
Exchanged for birthright
(Grafted in a jiffy)

Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity
(Strung out committee)
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
(Not sitting pretty)
(Left it in a jiffy)
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city

The ghetto prince of gutter poets was bounced out of the room
(Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards of greed for disturbing the tomb
(1873)
His words like flamethrowers
(Paris commune)
Burnt the ghettos in their chests
His face painted whiter, and he was laid to rest
(Died in Marseille)

Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity
(Buried in Charleville)
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
(Shut up in etenity)

It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city

Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city

Ghetto defendant it is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city