(strummer/jones)



I searched through the drinkers

Each propped over his glass

I ran through each bar

Until i found guy at last

Guy you've been to the doctor

No i don't think it wise

Took one of his pills

Boiled the blood in my eyes.



When you played the master mix

To the company man

Took three million worldwide

To make him understand

You don't work for peanuts

But they'll push you too

It's that company trick

We're all jumping through

Bet you ain't had no food now

Since you last went to sleep

The wild seed that was sowed

Will take forever to reap.



What days and nights though

Rocking out of ham yard

Oh skip that fandango

Bring the blues back down hard

Though chuck would never admit it

At the door of the jail

There stood guy stevens

And he was waving the bail.



Guy you've finished the booze

And you run out of speed

But the wild side of life

Is the one that we need.