(The Clash)
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I swear by Almighty God
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To tell the whole truth
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And nothing but the truth
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Guns guns
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They torture all the women and children
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Then they've put the men to the gun
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'Cos across the human frontier
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Freedom's always on the run
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Guns guns a-shaking in terror
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Guns guns killing in error
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Guns guns guilty hands
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Guns guns shatter the lands
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A system built by the sweat of the many
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Creates assassins to kill off the few
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Take any place and call it a court house
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This is a place where no judge can stand
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Sue the lawyers and burn all the papers
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Unlock the key of the legal papers
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A jury of a billion faces
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Shouted out condemned out of hand
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Guns guns, and nobody's kidding
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Guns guns, or foolin' around
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Guns guns, the violence is singing
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Guns guns, a silence the sound
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'N I Iike to be in Aferica
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A-beatin' on the final drum
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'N I like to be in U.S.S.R.
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Makin' sure these things will come
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'N I like to be in U.S.A.
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Pretending that the wars are done
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'N I like to be in Europa
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Saying goodbye to everyone
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Guns guns there's guns on the roof
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Guns guns they're made to shoot
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Guns On The Roof
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| The Clash |
