Lyrics The Call Up - The Clash
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
heed
the
call
up
And
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
wanna
die
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
hear
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
kill
For
he
who
will
die
Is
he
who
will
kill?
Maybe
I
wanna
see
the
wheatfields
Over
Kiev
and
down
to
the
sea
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
heed
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
die
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
hear
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
kill
All
the
young
people
down
the
ages
They
gladly
marched
off
to
die
Proud
city
father
used
to
watch
them
Tears
in
their
eyes
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
heed
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
die
It's
up
to
you,
not
to
hear
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
kill
For
he
who
will
die
Is
he
who
will
kill?
There
is
a
rose,
that
I
want
to
live
for
Although,
God
knows,
I
may
not
have
met
her
There
is
a
dance
and
I
should
be
with
her
There
is
a
town,
unlike
any
other
It's
up
to
you
not
to
hear
the
call
up
And
you
must
not
act,
the
way
you
were
brought
up
Who
gives
you
work,
why
should
you
do
it?
At
fifty
five
minutes
past
eleven,
there
is
a
rose
It's
up
to
you
not
to
hear
the
call
up
It's
up
to
you
not
to
hear
the
call
up
I
don't
wanna
die
There
is
a
rose,
that
I
want
to
live
for
It's
up
to
you
not
to
hear
the
call
up
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