Washington Bullets Lyrics - The Clash

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 kokane 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 verdad - those washington bullets again 

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And in the bay of pigs in 1961, 

Havana fought the playboy in the cuban sun, 

For castro is a 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 america 

Well the people fought the leader, 

And up he flew... 

With no washington bullets what else could he do? 

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'n' if you can find a 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, 

'n' check the british bullets in his armoury 

Que? 

Sandinista!