Complete Control (recorded at The Music Machine, London, July 1976) Songtext
von The Clash
Complete Control (recorded at The Music Machine, London, July 1976) Songtext
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
Oh, oh, oh, someone's really smart
Oh, oh, oh, 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
Oh, oh, oh, have we done something wrong?
Oh, oh, oh, 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 lots of money"
And worry about it later
Oh, oh, oh, I'll never understand
Oh, oh, oh, 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 gonna last
(Total) this is Joe Public speaking
I'm controlled in the body (C-O-N, control)
I′m controlled in the mind
(Total) but this is punk rockers
We′re controlled in the price (C-O-N, control)
Of the hard drugs we must have to find
Total C-O-N, Control
Total (parent, control)
C-O-N, Control
We've gotta fight it, we gotta fight it, we got to fight it our way
(C-O-N, control)
That means you
I kick it, I fight it, I get it up at it
(C-O-N, control) I gotta kick it
But we didn′t want it on the label
They said, "Fly to Amsterdam"
The people laughed, but the press went mad
Oh, oh, oh, someone's really smart
Oh, oh, oh, 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
Oh, oh, oh, have we done something wrong?
Oh, oh, oh, 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 lots of money"
And worry about it later
Oh, oh, oh, I'll never understand
Oh, oh, oh, 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 gonna last
(Total) this is Joe Public speaking
I'm controlled in the body (C-O-N, control)
I′m controlled in the mind
(Total) but this is punk rockers
We′re controlled in the price (C-O-N, control)
Of the hard drugs we must have to find
Total C-O-N, Control
Total (parent, control)
C-O-N, Control
We've gotta fight it, we gotta fight it, we got to fight it our way
(C-O-N, control)
That means you
I kick it, I fight it, I get it up at it
(C-O-N, control) I gotta kick it
Writer(s): Paul Simonon, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Joe Strummer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com