Joe Strummer Said

Mary looks out of her window down upon the empty street
She looks but she just can't see the changes happen under her feet

What will we all be like?
When we draw the curtain
Will things be forsaken?
No one can be certain

The future's up to us and not the politician
Like Joe Strummer said, "The future's unwritten"

Mike is really pissed he says that those in charge are not prepared
Everyone stays in their houses, everybody feels real scared

Just like a caged tiger
We pace round and round
Our mind creates our own cages
Our spirits start to wear down

The future's up to us and not the politician
Like Joe Strummer said, "The future's unwritten"

Mary leans out of her window to applaud the afternoon
She just feel disgust by those who now clap with a pan and spoon

People stay in your homes
People don't go out
People lean out of windows
People wanna shout



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Writer(s): John Williamson
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