The Strokes The Strokes - Clampdown Lyrics

What are we gonna do now?Taking off his turban, they said,
is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the
clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than
you! When we're working for the clampdown We will
teach our twisted speech To the young believers We
will train our blue-eyed men To be young believers The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again I'm not working for the clampdown No man born with a
living soul Can be working for the clampdown Kick
over the wall 'cause government's to fall How can you
refuse it? Let fury have the hour, anger can be power D'you know that you can use it?The voices in your
head are calling Stop wasting your time, there's nothing
coming Only a fool would think someone could save you The men at the factory are old and cunningYou don't owe
nothing, so boy get runnin'It's the best years of your
life they want to stealYou grow up and you calm
downYou're working for the clampdownYou start
wearing the blue and brownYou're working for the
clampdownSo you got someone to boss aroundIt makes
you feel big nowYou drift until you brutalizeYou
made your first kill nowBut ha! Gitalong!
Gitalong!