(strummer/jones) I searched through the drinkers Each propped over his gla** I ran through each bar Until i found guy at last Guy you've been to the doctor No i don't think it wise Took one of his pills Boiled the blood in my eyes. When you played the master mix To the company man Took three million worldwide To make him understand You don't work for peanuts But they'll push you too It's that company trick We're all jumping through Bet you ain't had no food now Since you last went to sleep The wild seed that was sowed Will take forever to reap. What days and nights though Rocking out of ham yard Oh skip that fandango Bring the blues back down hard Though chuck would never admit it At the door of the jail There stood guy stevens And he was waving the bail. Guy you've finished the booze And you run out of speed But the wild side of life Is the one that we need.