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Corner Soul Lyrics
Is the music of grove skin rock
Soaked in the diesel of was boys war?
Blood, black gold and the face of a judge
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso
Spread the news all over the grove
The big meeting has decided
That total was must burn on the grove
Does it mean I should take my machete
To chop my way through the path of life?
Does it mean I should run with the dog pack
Is that the way to be the one to survive?
Never need a gun says Tai Chi
Move on up to dragon snaps his tail
Fall back on still waters
Hammer with his eye on the nail
Spread the word tonight please, Sammy
They're searching everyhouse on the grove
Don't go alone now, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the corner soul
Tell the news for me, Sammy
They're searching every place on the grove
But don't go down alone new, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the croner soul
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
Crooked Beat, The
(The Clash)
Start the car lets make a midnight run
Across the river to South London
To dance to the latest hi-fi sound
Of bass, guitar and drum
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure off
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
Take a piece of cloth, a coin for thirst
For the sweat will start to run
With a cymbal splash, a word of truth
And a rocking bass and drum
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure on
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
So one by one they come on down
From the tower blocks of my home town
Stepping with the rhythm of the rockers beat
Drowning out the pressure of the crooked beat
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension on
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
It has crooked past this crooked street
Where cars patrol this crooked beat
Badges flsh and sirens wail
They'll be taking one and all to jail
Prance! Prance! You want a law to dance?
Death is a Star
(The Clash)
And I was gripped by that deadly phantom
I followed him through hard jungles
As he stalked through the back lots
Strangling through the night shades
The thief of life
Moved onwards and outwards to love
In a one stop only motel
A storm bangs on the cheapest room
The phantom slips in to spill blood
Even on the sweetest honeymoon
The killer of love
Caught the last late Niagara bus
By chance or escaping from misery
Bu suddeness or in answer to pain
Smoking in the dark cinema
You could see the bad go down again
And the clouds are high in Spanish mountains
And a Ford roars through the night full of rain.
The killer's blood flows
But he loads his gun again
Make a grown man cry like a girl
To see the guns dying at sunset
In vain lovers claimed
But they never had met.
Soaked in the diesel of was boys war?
Blood, black gold and the face of a judge
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
Spread the news all over the grove
The big meeting has decided
That total was must burn on the grove
To chop my way through the path of life?
Does it mean I should run with the dog pack
Is that the way to be the one to survive?
Move on up to dragon snaps his tail
Fall back on still waters
Hammer with his eye on the nail
They're searching everyhouse on the grove
Don't go alone now, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the corner soul
They're searching every place on the grove
But don't go down alone new, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the croner soul
(The Clash)
Across the river to South London
To dance to the latest hi-fi sound
Of bass, guitar and drum
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure off
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
For the sweat will start to run
With a cymbal splash, a word of truth
And a rocking bass and drum
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure on
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
From the tower blocks of my home town
Stepping with the rhythm of the rockers beat
Drowning out the pressure of the crooked beat
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension on
Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
Where cars patrol this crooked beat
Badges flsh and sirens wail
They'll be taking one and all to jail
(The Clash)
I followed him through hard jungles
As he stalked through the back lots
Strangling through the night shades
Moved onwards and outwards to love
A storm bangs on the cheapest room
The phantom slips in to spill blood
Even on the sweetest honeymoon
Caught the last late Niagara bus
Bu suddeness or in answer to pain
Smoking in the dark cinema
You could see the bad go down again
And a Ford roars through the night full of rain.
But he loads his gun again
To see the guns dying at sunset
But they never had met.
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This song (Corner Soul) is most likely about the Rivers Of Blood speech by Enoch Powell, a conservative MP in the UK in the 1960's... Basically, he was saying that the black (and other minority, to a lesser extent) British subculture - what Strummer generally refers to as "music"* - cannot co-exist with English, white culture and the entire multi-ethnic situation will implode and result in a catastrophic, biblical-style 'river of blood' in the streets of Birmingham specifically and the UK more generally. Obviously, Strummer is at odds with this opinion and doubts the logic, or at least thinks it's interesting, expressed in the question "Is the music calling for the river of blood?" You can read more about the speech and its effects and interpretations at wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rivers_of_Blood_speech.
*Music in the black British culture has also been explored by, among others, Paul Gilroy who called the LP the second most important influence the creation of (and distinction from pre-existing black cultures) black British culture. At least, I'm pretty sure it was Gilroy.
don't know what it means, but its a great song anyway.
Yeah I once fell asleep with sandanista! going and awoke up at three in the morning to this song I was drenched in sweat and convinced I was in a tent. It was during the chorus and I was pretty sure some people had machete and where out to get me with them, I also thought the music was like their battle song. It took me about a minuit or two to realise I could pause the the music and that I was in my bed. It wasw utterly terrifying.
That sounds like an awesome experience! I'm probably equally obsessed with The Clash and the study of dreams. I'm making a note to myself: fall asleep to Sandinista! or other lengthy, meaningful album.
That sounds like an awesome experience! I'm probably equally obsessed with The Clash and the study of dreams. I'm making a note to myself: fall asleep to Sandinista! or other lengthy, meaningful album.
Such a great song. One of my favorite lesser known Clash songs. It has such a soothing sound to it. Don't really understand what it is about, though, "Never need a gun says Tai Chi" most likely refers to Tai chi chuan, a Chinese martial art.
one of those Clash songs that have such a compassionate vibe to them... of course it's "total war", not "total was". taking into account the recurrent Vietnam theme in Joe's lyrics, this could be about a war-weary soldier telling a Vietnamese boy named Sammy to run to the shacks of his village, warning that soldiers are coming soon to burn down the village. it never fails to leave me stunned.