In the Killing Hour
Joe Strummer, Mick Jones
Why do these bars keep us apart?
You know I’ll never cry, tears in my heart
I bear your son, he’ll live to tell
Just how his father died in the killing cell
He will grow strong to prove your innocence
I will not hear you say that there is no innocence
Oh, please don’t go, where is God now?
Won’t someone save us now, in the killing hour
There must be more, some life to come
Over on the other side, wait for your woman and son
It must bе soon, the jailers come
But all thе people know, you’re not the guilty one....
Oh, please don’t go, where is God now?
Won’t someone save us now, in the killing hour
Oh, please don’t go
Where is God now?
Won’t someone save us now
In the killing hour