The magnificent seven

Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M.
Move yourself to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place

Knuckle merchants and your bankers too
Must get up and learn those rules
Weather man and the crazy chief
One says sun and one says sleet

A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churnin' out that boogaloo
Gets you up and it gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?

Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
So cheap and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't stop, yeah

You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't stop, yeah

Working for a rise, better my station
Take my baby to sophistication
Seen the ads, she thinks it's nice
Better work hard, I seen the price

Never mind that it's time for the bus
We got to work and you're one of us
Clocks go slow in a place of work
Minutes drag and the hours jerk

Yeah, wave bye, bye (when can I tell 'em what I do?)
(In a second, maan, alright Chuck)

Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss
It's our profit, it's his loss
But anyway the lunch bells ring
Take one hour, do your thang

What do we have for entertainment?
Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement
Now the news has snapped to attention
Lunar landing of the dentist convention

Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car
Like cowboys do in TV land

You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't stop, huh

You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got, yeah
You lot, what?
Don't stop

So get back to work and sweat some more
The sun will sink and we'll get out the door
It's no good for man to work in cages
Hit the town, he drinks his wages

You're frettin', you're sweatin'
But did you notice, you ain't gettin'
You're frettin', you're sweatin'
But did you notice, not gettin' anywhere

Don't you ever stop, a long enough to start
Take your car outta that gear
Don't you ever stop, long enough to start
Get your car outta that gear

Karlo Marx and Frederick Engels
Came to the checkout at the 7-11
Marx was skint but he had sense
Engels lent him the necessary pence

What have we got? Yeah, ooh
What have we got? Yeah, ooh
What have we got? Magnificence
What have we got?

Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went on to win fifty-nil

You can be true, you can be false
You'll be given the same reward
Socrates and Milhous Nixon
Both went the same way through the kitchen

Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin
Who's more famous to the billion millions?
News flash, 'Vacuum cleaner sucks up budgie'
Ooh, bye-bye, bub-bye

The magnificent seven
Magnificent seven

Lyrics submitted by Punkloser71, edited by jpaulo, woody27, CatActual

"The Magnificent Seven [Edit]" as written by Mick Jones Joe Strummer

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  • +7
    General CommentWell, this song sums up working life pretty perfectly. Spend all day making money for the shareholders, get your tiny little cut that they call a wage or salary, then go piss it away on drink at the weekend so that you can stay just sane enough to hang in there for a brand new week of the same. I'd never been able to decipher the line about 'taking my baby to sophistication' and needing to work hard because 'I've seen the price.' Now that I have I think it's brilliant.
    albanyankeeon February 03, 2005   Link
  • +3
    General CommentThe Clash where WAY AHEAD OF THEIR TIME, this song is cleary an early rap/funk song
    Steppingrazoron December 10, 2008   Link
  • +2
    General CommentReform and Counterreform in the Bureaucratic Bloc

    ...If ever an event had cast its shadow ahead of itself long before it happened, it was, for those who know how to read modern history, the Russian intervention in Czechoslovakia. It was long contemplated and, despite all its international repercussions, virtually inevitable. By bringing into question the omnipotence of bureaucratic power, Dubcek’s adventurous – though necessary – effort began to imperil this same power wherever it was to be found, and thus became intolerable. Six hundred thousand soldiers (almost as many as the Americans in Vietnam) were sent to put a brutal stop to it. Thus when the “antisocialist” and “counterrevolutionary” forces, continually conjured up and exorcised by all the bureaucrats, finally appeared, they appeared not under the portrait of Benes(4) or armed by “revanchist Germans,” but in the uniform of the “Red” Army.

    A remarkable popular resistance was carried on for seven days – “the magnificent seven” – mobilizing virtually the entire population against the invaders. Paradoxically, distinctly revolutionary methods of struggle were taken up for the defense of a reformist bureaucracy. But what was not carried out in the course of the movement could certainly not he carried out under the occupation: the Russian troops, having enabled the Dubcekists to brake the revolutionary process as much as possible while they were at the borders, also enabled them to control the whole resistance movement after August 21. They played exactly the same role the American troops do in North Vietnam: the role of ensuring the masses’ unanimous support for the bureaucracy that exploits them...

    September 1969
    Genosseon September 27, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General Commenthehe brilliant lyrics and music. Just so good, one of my favs

    I always thought the title referred to 7am though (like the first line) - i.e. the magnificent start to the dreary day
    Cherub Rockon March 30, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentCHEESEBOIGA!
    YassssssNopeon December 25, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentOne of their best...There's a reason they're legends. Great bass!
    monster36604on January 13, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThe hustle and bustle, but what for...a mundane way of life? Makes you want to bust out of the cage, skip the cheeesboiger, and have lunch with a good friend down by the water. Mental/physical healthy one hour escape before the much dreaded return to cage!
    indridon November 03, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"You lot! What?
    Don't stop! Give it all you got!
    You lot! What?
    Don't stop! Yeah!"

    sounds better on the live version...
    rahtwinkleon October 12, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General Commentbest part of this song (not in the lyrics up there) :
    "fucking long innit?"
    queenjaneon September 30, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is by far my favorite Clash song. Joe Strummer is my hero
    sabresfanwp7on November 16, 2004   Link

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