Clash The Washington Bullets Lyrics

Washington Bullets Lyrics

Oh! Mama Mama look there! 
Your children are playing in that street again

Don't you know what happened down there? 
A youth of fourteen got shot
down there 
The Kokaine guns of Jamdown Town 
The killing clowns, the
blood money men 
Are shooting those Washington bullets again 
As every
cell in Chile will tell 
The cries of the tortured men 
Remember Allende
and the days before 
Before the army came 
Please remember Victor Jara

In the Santiago Stadium 
Es Verdas 
Those Washington bullets again

The Bay of Pigs, in 1961 
Havana for the playboys in the Cuban sun

For Castro is the colour
Is a redder than red 
Those Washington
bullets want Castro dead
For Castro is the colour
That will earn you a
spray of lead 
For the very first time ever 
When they had a revolution
in Nicaragua 
There was no interference from America 
Human rights in
Amerika! 
Well the people fought the leader 
And up he flew…

With no Washington bullets what else could he do? 
And if you can find
an Afghan rebel 
That the Moscow bullets missed 
Ask him what he thinks
of voting Communist… 
Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet 
How
many monks did the Chinese get 
In a war-torn swamp stop any mercenary

And check the British bullets in his armoury 
Que? 
Sandinista!