作词 : Jones, Strummer

Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of
Cocaine
A little more every day
Holding for a friend till the band do well
Then the D E A  locked him away
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang  go the boots on the floor
Cry cry  for your lonely mother's son
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete  didn't want no fame
Gave all his money away
"Well there's something wrong  it'll be good for you  son"
And so they certified him insane
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang  go the boots on the floor
Cry cry  for your lonely mother's son
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
And then there's Keith  waiting for trial
Twenty-five thousand bail
If he goes down you won't hear his sound
But his friends carry on anyway
Fuck 'em
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang  go the boots on the floor
Cry cry  for your lonely mother's son
Clang clang  go the jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors
The jail guitar doors