It's up to you not to heed the call-up
'N' you must not act the way you were brought up
Who knows the reasons why you have grown up?
Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up?

It's up to you not to heed the call-up
I don't want to die!
It's up to you not to hear the call-up
I don't want to kill!

For he who will die
Is he who will kill

Maybe I want to see the wheat fields
Over Kiev and down to the sea

All the young people down the ages
They gladly marched off to die
Proud city fathers used to watch them
Tears in their eyes

There is a rose that I want to live for
Although, God knows, I may not have met her
There is a dance an' I should be with her
There is a town - unlike any other

It's up to you not to hear the call-up
'N' you must not act the way you were brought up
Who give you work an' why should you do it?
At fifty five minutes past eleven
There is a rose...
Yeah!
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The Call Up Lyrics

Clash – The Call Up Lyrics

Songwriters: STRUMMER, JOE / JONES, MICK / HEADON, TOPPER
The Call Up lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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