Complete Control (London Music Machine - Thursday 27 July 1978) Songtext
von The Clash

They said release ′Remote Control'
But we didn′t want it on the label
They said, "Fly to Amsterdam"
The people laughed, but the press went mad

Ohh, oh, ohh, someone's really smart
Ohh, oh, ohh, complete control, that's a laugh

On the last tour, my mates they couldn′t get in
I′d open up the back door but they'd get run out again
At every hotel, we was met by the law
Come for the party, come to make sure

Ohh, oh, ohh, have we done something wrong?
Ohh, oh, ohh, complete control, even over this song

You′re my guitar hero!

They said we'd be artistically free
When we signed that bit of paper
They meant let′s make a lotsa money
And worry about it later

Ohh, oh, ohh, I'll never understand
Ohh, oh, ohh, complete control, let me see your other hand


I don′t trust you, why should you trust me?
—Huh?
All over news, spread fast
They're dirty, they're filthy
They ain′t a gonna last

(Total) This is Joe Public speaking
(C-O-N, Control)
I′m controlled in the body
I'm controlled in the mind

(Total) This is punk rockers
(C-O-N, Control)
We′re controlled in the price
Of the hard drugs we must have to find

Total C-O-N, Control
Total (Parent! Control!)
C-O-N, Control

We've gotta?
(C-O-N, Control)
That means you
I kick it, I fight it, I gotta get up at it
(C-O-N, Control)
I gotta kick it