I searched through the drinkers
Each propped over his glass
I ran through each bar
'Til I found Guy at lastGuy you've been to the doctor
No I don't think it wise
Took one of his pills
Boiled the blood in my eyesWhen you played the master mix
To the company man
Took three million worldwide
To make him understandYou don't work for peanuts
But they'll push you too
It's that company trick
We're all jumping throughBet you ain't had no food now
Since you last went to sleep
The wild seed that was sowed
Will take forever to reapWhat days and nights though?
Rocking out of ham yard
Oh skip that fandango
Bring the blues back down hardThough Chuck would never admit it
At the door of the jail
There stood Guy Stevens
And he was waving the bailGuy you've finished the booze
And we've run out of speed
But the wild side of life
Is the one that we need
Songwriters
STRUMMER, JOE / JONES, MICK / SIMONON, PAUL / HEADON, TOPPERPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group