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!