Three Card Trick Lyrics - The Clash

Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years 

Dragging my spirit back deep into the dungeon again 

Bring back crucification, cry the moral death's head legion 

Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves in Asia 

You wont fall for that, well law and order is a baton in the rib 

You wont fall for that, just like your Mummy and your Daddy did 

Blood inside a fountain pen, wrote you out of life again 

And who knows any better than to kick and scratch under English weather 

From a chain gang to the mill, the mill that sits on top of the hill 

The fog drowned towns gonna have to fade 

The wrong side of the scissor blade 

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You wont fall for that, well law and order is a baton in the rib 

You wont fall for that, just like your Mummy and your Daddy did 

I'll eat my hat, well I'm gonna be sick 

They own the pack while we play the three card trick 

Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years 

Dragging my spirit back deep into the dungeon again 

Bring back crucification, cry the moral death's head legion 

Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves in Asia 

You wont fall for that, well law and order is a baton in the rib 

You wont fall for that, just like your Mummy and your Daddy did 

I'll eat my hat, well I'm gonna be sick 

They own the pack while we play the three card trick 

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Don't you know where is that place 

Where you hid the ace? 

Don't you know we not thick, slick? 

We all gotta play the three card trick