Tytuł: Washington Bullets

• Wykonawca: The Clash
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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 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
  
  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?
  
  '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!