The Clash - Washington Bullets Lyrics

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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!

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