The Clash - Jail Guitar Doors (live at the Lyceum) lyrics

Let me tell you about Wayne
And his deals of cocaine
A little more every day
Hold for a friend till the band do well
But the DEA 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

And I'll tell you about Pete
Didn't want no fame gave all his money away
There's something wrong, it 'ain't
Good for you, son
And 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

Jail guitar doors 54
46 was my number jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number