Washington Bullets

The Clash · Sandinista! [1980]

Oh! Mama, Mama look there

Your children are playing in that street again

Don't you know what happened down there?

A youth of fourteen got shot down there

The Kokane guns of Jamdown town

The killing clowns, the blood money men

Are shooting those Washington bullets again



As every cell in Chile will tell

The cries of the tortured men

Remember Allende and the days before

Before the army came

Please remember Victor Jara, in the Santiago stadium

Es verdad, those Washington bullets again



And in the Bay of Pigs in 1961

Havana fought the playboy in the Cuban sun

For Castro is a color is a redder than red

Those Washington bullets want Castro dead

For Castro is the color

That will earn you a spray of lead



Sandinista



For the very first time ever

When they had a revolution in Nicaragua

There was no interference from America

Human rights in America

The people fought the leader and up he flew

With no Washington bullets what else could he do?



Sandinista



An' if you can find a Afghan rebel

That the Moscow bullets missed

Ask him what he thinks of voting communist

Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet

How many monks did the Chinese get?

In a war torn swamp stop any mercenary

An' check the British bullets in his armory



Sandinista

Que?



Sandinista

Sandinista

Washington Bullets

The Clash's 1980 track 'Washington Bullets' stands as a gritty, politically charged anthem from their seminal album *Sandinista!*. Released during the height of the punk movement, the song delivers a searing critique of American foreign policy and the Vietnam War era, utilizing a driving rhythm and raw vocal delivery to underscore its message. As a defining work of the genre, it captures the band's commitment to social commentary and their ability to blend punk energy with reggae and rock influences. The recording remains a pivotal piece in the band's discography, reflecting the turbulent political climate of the early 1980s and cementing The Clash's legacy as a voice for the marginalized.