The Clash - Midnight Log lyrics

Working for the devil
You'll have to pay his tax
That means going to see him
Down among the racks
You don't believe in him
But he can wait for you
You do his work so fine he'll remember you
He'll remember you

Worried for my friend as he
Shows me round the flat
Where I don't want to find him
His lips and eyelids black
He don't believe my speech that lines
Can and should be drawn
Like if he had a shotgun
The barrels would be sawn
The barrels would be sawn
Swallowed by the river, swollen by the rains
That leaking old computer of
Fingerprints and names


Swimming in the river that
Floods the neighborhood
I would call to you but it would do no good
But it would do no good

Voting for the law that's
The general occupation
First comes the public safety
Second comes the nation
You won't believe me now but
There's been some illumination
The wisest cops have realized
They fucked the operation they fff

Cooking up the books a respected occupation
The anchor and foundation
Of multi-corporations
They don't believe in crime
They don't know that it exists
But to understand what's right and wrong
The lawyers work in shifts
The lawyers work in shifts

And speaking of the devil
He ain't been seen for years
'Cept every twenty minutes he
Zooms between me ears
I don't believe in books
But I read them all the time
For ciphers to the riddles and
Reasons to the rhymes reasons to the rhymes