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Sweet Revenge
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The 101ers
The 101ers
Performer
Dan Kelleher
Dan Kelleher
Vocals
Richard Dudanski
Richard Dudanski
Vocals
Richard Nother
Richard Nother
Drums
Joe Strummer
Joe Strummer
Vocals
Clive Timperley
Clive Timperley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marwood Chesterton
Marwood Chesterton
Songwriter
Michael Foote
Michael Foote
Songwriter
Dan Kelleher
Dan Kelleher
Composer
Richard Nother
Richard Nother
Songwriter
Joe Strummer
Joe Strummer
Songwriter
Clive Timperley
Clive Timperley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roger Armstrong
Roger Armstrong
Producer

Lyrics

Beware the mass And sandal men with sacks Though you've gone all organic You're phone's still bein' tapped And all those craving In detentions they'll? Think I'm bein' followed and taken for a ride He took a picture of my eye and he lied and lied Told me what might happen No hits yet but nowhere to hide Took a picture of my eye and he tried and tried Try to make me nervous and to keep us terrified If you worry bout house prices If they drop the dirty bomb Least you got an iPod And you ripped the bird flu song Worry bout my children Court orders apply Still I'm gettin' nervous Here comes the F.B.I. He took a picture of my eye and he lied and lied Told me what might happen No hits yet but there's nowhere to hide Took a picture of my eye and he tried and tried Try to make me nervous and to keep us terrified Here comes the bride Here comes the bride Lives under the fly path and she's terrified Locked up in a bedroom Afraid to go outside All this morbid fascination to control And keep us terrified Took a picture of my eye and he lied and lied Told me what might happen, no hits yet but nowhere to hide Took a picture of my eye and he tried and tried Tried to make me nervous and to keep us terrified Panics at the pub 'cause we're running out of juice Butterflies and? to their old ends in use Dig a trench on the riverbank To turn back the tide On a hide into nothing when our two worlds collide Took a picture of my eye and he lied and lied Told me what might happen no hits yet but there's nowhere to hide Took a picture of my eye and he tried and tried Try to keep us nervous and to keep us terrified Here comes the bride Here comes the bride Loves under the fly path and she's terrified Locked up in a bedroom Afraid to go outside All this morbid fascination to control And keep us terrified They're just trying, they're just trying to keep us terrified Its designed, its designed to keep us terrified To keep us terrified To keep us terrified To keep us terrified To keep us terrified That's what I got
Writer(s): Joe Strummer, Daniel Joseph Kelleher, Richard Nother, Clive Wilfrid Myles Timperley, Shane Michael Foote, Marwood Chesterton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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